Question Everything

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released November 18, 2012

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Antix is a hip-hop artist like no other. Shunning the bravado and materialism of so many of his contemporaries; he is a man with a message. Antix’ sound is a revival of what has been lost in hip-hop for so long and his new single 'Our Father' shows he is only improving with time. ... more

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Track Name: Question Everything
Chorus
Question Everything/Question Everything

V1
little man/ you don’t need to go and act like them/you don’t need to go change yourself/you’re a king on your own/and little lady/ you don’t need to give it for him/that ain’t no kind of way to reel him in/if he likes you he'll wait/and if he don’t he can just hit the road/and young man/you need to look into the world you’re in/they wanna rob of your common sense/take away/the power that you have to exist/on your own/and they’re out/ they out for that full control/they wanna suck away what’s in your soul/but you’re young/keep ‘em out/question everything/while you still have the chance/some people say/this youth ain’t listening/but I believe they’re listening/so imma keep on trying so give advice/but who am I?/I know/ this youth ain’t indestructible/there ain’t no words that’s coming through/so really all I ever say to you/is question everything

V2
young child/you only got that innocence for a while/don’t go being in a rush/to grow up/yours are golden years/and you don’t get enough/and young girls/don’t believe what’s in those magazines/you don’t really need to look like them/I see your light/and you’re beautiful on your own/and if you/are told to hate another man/coz your papa tells you/that your god says/you tell him/“I don’t hate nobody/I’m a god of my own”/and inside/is the power to change this globe/as long as you know/you gotta make your own decisions/coz they’re yours to make on your own/some people say/this youth ain’t listening/but I believe they’re listening/so imma keep on trying so give advice/but who am I?/I know/ this youth ain’t indestructible/there ain’t no words that’s coming through/so really all I ever say to you/is question everything

V3
it’s funny when you look at things/I had you when the hook was in/but now here’s a mirror to them facts/I hope you look at them/it’s almost too late/the sand grains almost down/the hour glass trickled/yeah/yeah/the time is almost out/what you gonna do?/ fight or fly?/sink or swim/the vampires is outside/you gonna invite them in?/we in the world of the shifting locomotion/bad religion on some fundamental overdosing/we in a world of the tidal wave corporations/crashing down on the shores/of your own complacence/we in a time where your neighbour wants to slit your throat/too many ‘frenemies’/and I don’t wanna keep them close/we in a world where a rapper tells you on track/he’s got more money than you/he’s got more women than you/he drives cars/does things that you'll never do/then you buy the record/yeah/yeah/and make the vision true/maybe I’m crazy/or maybe I am scorned/but I don’t wanna be the one that says that you got warned/ I love you/and I want the best for all my people/and I care who the hell you are/we’re born equal/love is love/music's life/but there is an evil/it’s the ignorance and apathy they spoon feed you/it’s the TV and government propaganda/fear mongering/now they think they understand ya/so next time a politician's looking at you hard/saying something/ask yourself what his motives are/and ask yourself who benefits from the proposal/coz trust me when I say/there’s things that they don’t show you/and I don’t want you to blindly listen what I said/I want you to out there and find it for yourself/I ask you to open up your eyes and think/this is your world/so question everything
Track Name: Boxbeat (Come into the Light)
Chorus
if you’re out in the darkness/and you feel those winds of the night/are you in for the night?/come into the light/and if you feel like you’re falling/and you got no one by your side/once again I invite/come into the light

V1
I’ve been moved around so much I ain’t got no affiliations/with any type of country/with any nation/united states of hysterical complacence/I love the place I live/but I will always be an alien/with a number on my forehead imprinted/like yeah/you exist/so long as do your digits/so kick a midget/like the U.S. foreign policy/yeah keep control of the globe/keep monopoly/I grew up British with the jack on my f**king back/lions in my f**king eyes/child of the f**king times/grew up strong with a middle eastern father/who couldn’t stand the middle east/he couldn’t have been farther/from an Arab/I’m an Arab though/take me home/I see the strength that my people in the kingdom hold/I see the ignorance too/I see the stagnation/religion casting you back into damnation/there ain’t no virgins at the end of the light source/only darkness and invertebral life forms/so do me proud and smell the f**king qahwah/the end is nigh/yo/this the 11th hour

v2
I love a sunburnt country/a land of sweeping plains/of ragged mountain ranges/of droughts and flooding rains/I miss the home that I never got to know/memories of ‘mococars’ and little nana rose/blood of the convicts running through my veins/mama I promise I’ll return another day/I feel the criminal twinge/it’s in my mind-set/ grew up right/but nonetheless the time kept/a memory of the stupid things I did/the foolishness of youth/ the repercussions that they bring/so long I live/I’ll feel guilty for my sins/may they fix themselves in time/I hope one day you'll forgive/crystal seas like the colour of her eyes/I miss you more than life/wish I could go and find/the open seas/ so I could lay out to breathe/scatter the ash and release your memories

v3
this world’s a stage and I’m the last man behind curtains/900 seconds to get the world working/I’ve been blown like winds across the globe/I need a space to rest to exist on my own/we're about 39 security protocols from the end of the world/which would only be our fault/this little planet of ours has much to give/so keep your holy wars and the hatred that they bring/and keep your covert military domination/no fly-zone/bullshit dissemination/of your global megalomaniac agenda/yeah/bigger guns but the world won’t surrender/father from Jordan/mother from Australia/born in the U.K/grew up in America/we're about to kill everything while we have it/and take my word on this/I’m a child of this planet
Track Name: Lullaby
Chorus
yo/scared that I will lose my flow/scared that I will lose my soul/scared I go ghost/before I go to blow/but keep that on the real down low/I only work/when I suffer/I compose/dumb enough to stick it in the prose/I fake every little bit of confidence I own/but keep that on the real down low


V1
spit a little drama/inject through that armour/the problem is/I ain't got that good karma/wake up but the birds in trauma/used to sing/but they don’t like my aura/so I RIP them/don’t rely on nothing but the birds/and the bee stings/but the bee stings once/does a little jig/and then he’s out for the punch/and so I’m out for the count/mathematic man/trying to haggle with my doubts/but the vendor won't sell/poker face kid/with a hard line to tell/so I form like photons/move like a ghost squad/what you wanna know son?/papa’s got a brand new issue/given all the talent through my genes/but I misuse/so called underachiever/said it so much/I think I start to believe ya/so pick up the receiver/fates on the line/ but she don’t wanna leave a/*beep*/she don’t like to be recorded/somehow her voice always comes out distorted/or so they say/but they seem to talk a lot of s**t these days

V2
they say that I’m obsessive/that my objectives are in the wrong direction/but I ain’t got protection/from the path/that I gotta go through/if only I could/only I could/only show you/I’m an android/going through the motions/automaton/Mr. Program The Oceans/and the whole wave cycle/deep blue eyefuls/the colour makes me mindful/and so I’m up to the brim/you don’t know what the f**k it is that I think/you only see what the record says do/so welcome to the firm/now the board owns you/and now they wanna own me/but if give ‘em that/that’s the end of my Z’s/and I sleep very nice/so you will never tell me what the f**k I should write/and put that in your pipe/smoke it/and take flight/become a free form/and be gone into the night/like shadows in the mist/jaguar man/diffuse into the mix

V3
you told me stay the same/as you telling me to change/what the f**k are you expecting me to say?/I’ve been polarised so much/I don’t know if I exist/but keep that on real tight tip/I feel the vibes/and the swing of the motion/and I appreciate everyone in my focus/especially RB's/I learn to spot you motherf**kers now in half beats/but the crow sings on/you gotta listen real/real close/to hear his song/coz he don’t like a crowd/so when people round/he shuts his f**king mouth/and I like that about him/he ain’t here so the people surround him/he ain’t here for the stacks of the cheese/he's here coz he raps what he means/means/yup/and he means what he raps/I never trust a man I don’t believe in a track/I don’t believe what he spat/and let's just leave it at that
Track Name: You're Crazy (2012)
Chorus
you try to get signed/boy are you high?/you're crazy/you wanna do rap?/that's enough of that/you're crazy/you're from the UK?/that's the wrong place/you're crazy/so go get a job/give this all up/you're crazy

V1
I’m a ghost/a dream/something in between/if I died today/it's like I never would have been/and I need to rise/like the mist and the steam/up in the clouds/where I can be seen/coz I/am a spectacle for the eyes/look into my soul/you can see the fire/look into my eyes/you can see the flames/that burns the ink/from my soul to the page/so you can try to ground/try to hold me down/but I can't be held/helium in my bounce/but I rise/how can I be stopped from rising?/and it takes just a second/to be thrown off your paces/f**k me if I’m trapped in this stasis/I know the basics/I can relate this/my ascent to the top/is makeshift/I’m trying to make this/from scratch/but everywhere I turn there’s a wall staring back/too white/too young/you don't come from the slums/you need a f**king edge/to become number 1/well I got my edge/here is my knife/lyrical f**king blade to your life/and what more can I say?/what more can I say?

V2
and maybe this is true?/but what am I to do?/I’m just a slave to the rhythm in my shoes/I just hear the drums/and right then I become/just another instrument/playing right along/so you can play me for a fool/say that I ain't cool/but I don't give a flying ****/what you think/what I do/I spit out the top/like I’m breaking the barometer/take you to Andromeda/I am a phenomenon/so love me/or hate me/whatever makes you crazy/so you can try to ground/try to hold me down/but I can't be held/helium in my bounce/and I rise/how can I be stopped from rising?/step by step/I inch along to my fate/and people along the way/tell me my s**t is great/and people along the way/tell me my s**t is whack/it's kinda hard to elevate above that/but I try/coz whenever I look to the sky/I see her face/and I’m trying to climb/coz I’m trying to reach/and give my girl a kiss/little mama you're gonna be proud of your kid/but by the time I’m done/I will have rose/I’ll see you in the stars/and that you can you know/fo sho
Track Name: Dear Summer
Chorus
goodbye/I hate that word/I wish it were a lie/please know I love you ‘til the day I die/I’ve cried enough for both of us this time/these walls have won/can’t bring you back to life/I hate how I’m supposed to live/my life with you outside/I can’t stop crying/and now you’ve turned into a ghost/you haunt my mind/and I/can’t stop our world from dying/baby goodbye

V1
dear summer/I’m so tired/I haven’t slept right in months now/these living conditions are miserable/and baby/all I ever wanna do is kiss you/all I ever wanna do is come home baby/these other inmates are driving me crazy/it’s so loud/and when I close my eyes to sleep/all I hear is the sound/of these people/and some of them are so f**king crazy/that I don’t really know how they operate daily/I don’t know if I can call this an existence/something’s lurking in my mind/I hear whispers/I’m in hell/when I’m awake/and when I go to sleep/I feel demons in my cell/and even when I dream/there’s an evil/ I can tell/that there’s something on the fringes/the tips of these syringes/and when I think about what you must have gone through/I pray to God that he keeps you and loves you/coz I can’t do either of those/from where I am baby/it’s like I’m dead and I’m a ghost/to think that you had to bury your dad/I couldn’t be there to hold your hand/I loved him too baby/I know he’s proud watching you now/yeah looking down little lady/remember when they first let me go to the hospital/and you told me later/you were there behind the glass/I swear that I could feel you/but they wouldn’t let me ask/if I could hold you for a second/and he was dying in my arms/I never told you/your daddy looked at me and smiled/I never forget that moment/but now it’s like I’m losing you another way/I feel it rolling off your tongue/but I refuse to let you say


V2
dear summer/I haven’t heard from you in a while now/is everything ok?/I got the email you sent a couple months ago/I’m glad the music’s going well/I’m glad you’re on your way/I’m glad you found your rhythm/and you’re back up on your feet/you never were the type to be accepting of defeat/I sleep/a little easier now you’re doing fine/it puts my soul to rest/takes a little off my mind/don’t worry about me baby/I’m O.K./I think back to that day/when I walked into the bank and didn’t know that I was there/and the gun was in my hand/I didn’t know how it appeared/the lady started screaming/so I started screaming too/woke up two days later/with 6 thousand in my shoe/and how I got the money/I don’t really have a clue/I thought you left it for me/like something you would do/I drove myself to rehab/and checked myself in there/for the first time in a month/that I was seeing crystal clear/remember how many clinics told me I wasn’t eligible?/”too broke”/”live too far away”/those f**king crooks/and that judge handed down 10 years like what?/like he was giving away detention/and you were in the court/with your papers/and your suit/trying to plead the case/baby/like it was everything you know/every fibre of your being/it was you who pulled me through/even though we lost the case/I saw what you would do/I saw you give your blood/work your knuckles to the bone/trying to bring me back/but I ain’t never coming home/I’m gone/and if I come/I’m coming back a different man/you don’t want this baby/and now I understand/I love you ‘til the day I f**king die/but for now/baby/it’s time to say goodbye

v3
dear summer/I got your letters/I agree with everything you said/I’ll sign the papers/baby you are free/and know that what you do/it’s all ok by me/and even though thinking about you with another man/makes me go wanna insane/like I can’t even f**king stand/makes me wanna grab my hair/and pull it out my head/then rip open these bars and fly to you again/it’s my fault that I’m here/it’s not on you/so go ahead baby/shine like you do/show this planet/what it means to a star/you supported me in here/so I’ll support you where you are/but please don’t come and see me/coz it shatters up my soul/when you come and I can’t touch you/then I have to let you go/I did it in the past but I can’t do it anymore/it cuts me up inside/and it shakes me to the core/when you come/it’s like I’m me again/and that’s a dangerous thing/coz I can’t be me in here/I got shed my humanity/I gotta become a part of the system/so I can live in the system/so I don’t die in the system/baby I’m tired/I ain’t got no more resistance/there ain’t no God in here that wants to listen/so part of me is dead/and I’ve acknowledged that he’s missing/so talk to God for me/tell him “Lord I say forgive me”/I try to do myself/but I don’t think he ever hears me/he’s muted out by the screams of all these people/a layer of sickness/and of darkness/and of evil/and even though the devil is breathing in my ear/and he wants to keep me cloaked in the servitude of fear/I fear no evil/there’s none of that inside/I feel the goodness in me/so to him/I say goodbye
Track Name: Mr. Anonymous
Chorus
you don’t even know my name/who are you son?/and where do you come from?/tell me now/coz I’m tired of asking your name/and you don’t even see my face/mirror/mirror/am I really ugly?/yup/ok/now you can judge me

Intro
I’m anonymous/Mr. Anonymous/Mr. You Don’t Wanna See/Mr. Ominous/Mr. Silent/lurking in the background/ba/ba/pum/ba/ba/pum/I never back down/Mr. Stonefish/you don’t wanna feel me/but I’m patient/out for the kill/see/I’m a wraith/baby/cloaked in your proxy/I’d like to/see what you got/that can stop me/yup

V1
I used to have a dream about life in the fast lane/but that s**t/didn’t work out/I keep my darts aimed/keep my spears tipped/yeah you need to hear this/chest puffed/ego way out of alignment/and Freud would have a field day with me/baby/timing/is everything/like trying to give away your wedding ring/the clock ticks/lightning strikes/fear setting in/running out of steam/running out of mojo/but I ain’t going out like that/baby/oh no/the eye is watching/don’t think for a second/that you ain’t being scoped/by the world’s secret sections/illuminated/yeah you best believe it/and if I die in a month’s time/you know the reason/I want induction/I want in your circles/my career needs a kick-start/I need your virtues/send your welcoming committee/I ain’t crazy/f**k it/I can see what you did for Jay-Z/what

V2
novus/ordo/world/now baby twirl/yo/dance like a puppet/feel the force/you can touch it/young queen/you don’t need to keep pumping/the mindlessness of the radio lala/controlled by the lightning bolt/through Lady Gaga/penis to the sky/impregnate the planet/I feel the power/I wanna have it/I need a lift/yeah/I need that black magic/but they won’t let me in/I’m outside in the sand pits/you let Taylor Swift in/I want the same deal/I can remain calm/I can stay still/humiliate me live on your next award show/but I may break Kanye’s nose/yo/I warn you/M.K. Ultra/yeah/my f**king brain’s fried/but so’s yours/it’s happening the same time/if I get murdered/there’ll be no one who can prove it/but I’ll be sure to say what’s up/to Stanley Kubrick
Track Name: Arab Coastin'
Chorus
people tell me things will coast on by/things will float right by/then they tell me to protect my neck/they say watch your step/so I tell ‘em you can coast on by/you can float right by/I ain’t asking for advice you give/so leave me to the life I live

V1
I had a moment where I could have changed the path I’ve chosen/I said f**k that/I don’t like keeping my opens option/I like my path narrow/straight like an arrow/but music’s almost dead/they said it needs that bone marrow/I got up caught up and messed up in my head about it/got all upset about it/when I then read about/the more I tried to let it go/the more that was said about it/have an Italian friend named Fred/he said “forget about it”/so I made 2 songs/flew right over to Tucson/did a show/got booed off stage/said f**k AZ then moved on/found a bar with the hoops on/drank there/for too long/then booked an escort half price/the daily deal on Groupon/it didn’t fix my issues/my problems on repeat/I’m still trying to get my ink to page/and let it breathe/indelible infusions staining up the beat/and if you listen close enough/you'll hear genius when it speaks

V2
cynic cynic/I don’t buy into the gimmicks/I do it a la Antix/but no one seems to dig it/and maybe I’m a bigot/coz truthfully I figure/you’re a common denominator/and I’m a prime fucking digit/so ribbit ribbit/I jump from out the skillet/I know when something’s wrong/don’t need to cook alive to feel it/I’m Hitchens/you’re a zealot/this didn’t just begin/as far as I’m concerned/being stupid is a sin/I used to get offended/when people would begin/talking all the hoop-la/ but now I just pretend/I’m in my little place/where the world ain’t getting in/and hopefully they'll stop the cowboys and Indians/went back on Groupon to find the girl again/instead I got pedicure for me and a friend/but I got none of them/yeah they whispers in the wind/so f**k it/I’ll grow a couple other legs/and go again
Track Name: Baby Babe
Chorus
baby babe/don’t let me down/baby babe/I won’t be around/I’m crying for you/there’s nothing I can do/It’s out of my hands

V1
the lights come to life in my eyes and start firing/I’m all alone in this game is what I’m finding/if life's a stage/I’m about to get my time/in the spotlight/let’s hope it ain’t blinding/breathe deep/let the mic do the legwork/run crowds/ make ‘em bounce/‘til their legs hurt/and you can move in the mix with these actors/big smilers/for the cameras/soul stealers/yeah/these heart breakers/money makes friends/and they all bring shakers/but when the shaking's done/yeah/and the lights out/the alcohol’s all gone/get the f**k outta my house/and when you find yourself alone in this emptiness/in that place of self-loathing resentfulness/and you wonder/”goddamn how'd it get to this?”/there she is/my girl/and I tell her this

V2
I’m not a man who makes plans very easily/something about tied down don’t agree with me/I’ve lived my life like a fire in a snow storm/against the odds/baby moving ‘til I broke dawn/’til I saw the sun come/I’m never done/putting a fight/and if something never comes/I can at least well never did I once/sell my soul to the devil/never once/there’s plenty people who love you when you’re up/kick you when you’re down/if they stick around/most are ghosts are ‘til the toasts/yup/and when they reappear/it’s like they’re loving you the most/and in the midst of these plastics and transients/my lady/ever-present like the ambience/a real human who gets me through the day/so darling/all to you/I ever say is

V3
there’s a silence that creeps in violently/the solitude of my soul that keeps finding me/it’s the rush of being out on stage/and spitting to the crowd to keep them entertained/that keeps me entertained/keeps me intertwined/I’m delivered to my fate/the fine line that I figure I should take/to deliver on the goals/the dreams for which I’m made/I walk this music/speak with the industry/but ain’t nobody in there that ever interests me/tinsel people with hollowed out affections/every word just shadowed misdirection/and there she is/a ghost vision/one real enough to kiss/I don’t have much/but all that I can give/I give to you/the reason that I live/so
Track Name: Listener
Chorus
so tell me listener/while you’re listening/why you listening to what you’re listening to?/what you’re listening to/and though it’s hard to see through the fog/they’ve laid around your eyes/let me help spell it out for you/spell it out for you/we’re all/programmed/while you’re listening/programmed/programmed/what you listening to?/we’re all/programmed/while you’re listening/programmed/what you listening to?/programmed/spell it out for you


V1
this music’s mine/but I can see the contradictions/I know that there’s a struggle within/a constant whisper/a schizophrenic polemic/but academics/don't mean nada/to these listeners now/it's unpreventable/so/these problem stem from the cycle on repeat/from the record companies who create consumer needs/this s**t is over some heads like oak trees/but when I say this/I get a funny little look like “oh please”/if you buy a certain type of record/ they're gonna make/if you fool yourself it’s music/they're gonna go and play it/if you but it even more/you're gonna make that artist rich/the more justified they come in putting out that same s**t/I love this music/I've given up my life/so I can make something/I feel will stand up in the light/these shadows fall with no regard for the subject/and bad music is just that/despite the context/you can put a record out/and call it dope/but the smoke clears soon enough/those cracks gonna show/you can call yourself a rapper coz you make up a rhyme/but so do little baby kiddies/at nursery school time/I name no names/it's not the way I'm raised/I would never say that Drake's a waste of fucking space/I would never say that Gucci can suck my figurative c**chy/that kind of talk/would just never really suit me

V2
you these faces/with these vacuous expressions/and these cameras/that follow them all like bad reflections/we see the famous/idolised like some Kardashian/like celebrity that supersedes the need for having talent/I watch these women with dreams of being naked/who only try to f**k on these tapes to try to make it/I've seen more intellect/wash up on the beach/and we can talk about this s**t all day long/but talk is cheap/so/to the point/keep it short/and keep it sweet/I'm really f**cking bored of these people on my screens/it’s sad to see mediocrity celebrated/and the absence of substance/keeps it perpetuated/I name no names/it’s not the way that I’m raised/I would never say that Nick Minaj should go away/I would never that Jersey Shore/can suck a d**k/that would be unbecoming of a man like this/I can/I can only hope it isn't too late/to educate our own children/about the tracks they play/to teach ‘em how to separate soul from mathematics/and formulaic songs/aimed to hook like crack addicts/you think it's trivial/but what you don't see/is the erosion of your senses/like sand from stone beach/mass stupidity like fluoride in the water/if it’s going in your ears/you better keep s**t in order

V3
I don't attack coz I like the way that it feels/I’m a peaceful kinda guy/with an eye for keeping real/I like authentic/and those people with the soul/keep the actors in the movies/and the music for the flow/forget a rap/I don't listen that no more/I'm not trying to be dramatic/or dig up another corpse/hip hop ain’t dead/it’s just residing in my ablamgata/medulla on another planet like/I’m Amidala/so tell me listener/while you're listening/take a little second away from your conditioning/ask yourself why the Kesha song is whack/or if they needed any talent/for the making of the track/people think you're sheep/and that you'll bleat upon request/but I can see that the power you have/to lead that’s in your chest/in the muscle that pumps you liquid life/the kick drum of the soul to which I write/so stand and fight against this mass assimilation/the opium of organised noise/for your containment/there’s a war going on in your head/so grab a blade/and don't be shy to cut a fucking head off/that’s in your way/I come to you as a man with no agenda/it brings me sadness to see us all surrender/we've set our expectations so low/that any talentless sell-out/can have their own show
Track Name: Letters to my Unborn
Chorus
papa didn’t raise no fool/no fool/no fool/papa didn’t raise no fool/no fool/no fool X2

V1
you want a story kid?/well let me kick it then/don’t fall victim to the miseries of wicked men/don’t pay attention to the failures of the people you/see as the icons/there ain't no precedent for you/you’re all alone/but I don’t mean that to disillusion/but find your feet/get your stride/and get to moving/people hate/it's like a default or a precondition/forget those people/don’t you ever/ever listen/life is music so play your own violins/you write the symphony/decide when you think it ends/question everything/but that’s a given/don’t become hypnotised by nobody else's rhythm/cry when you wanna cry/sing when you wanna sing/you ain’t happy with your life/change it then/people moan about the world/but do nothing for it/see the problems that exist/but then ignore them/treat ‘em well/but don’t let 'em play you for a fool/pinch of salt when you digest what they give to you/love your mother/whoever she turns out to be/I’m sure she’s beautiful/like you/I can't wait to see/life is fragile/so even if I’m not around/know I went out in a blaze of righteous sound/speak my name frequently/so you remember me/coz easily the dust/settles on our memories

V2
youth is wasted on foolishness and indiscretion/but don’t you worry about that/you gotta learn them lessons/you'll make mistakes/that’s just what we do/but learning this way is worth more than what you’ll learn in school/avoid religion/it’s ignorance/and breeds contempt/blind faith is for the weak/who don’t use their heads/you see injustice/speak out and kill it dead/apathy is the worst thing that exists in men/money's important but don’t put it on a pedestal/if you got no soul/what the hell did you get it for?/you lack respect if you sold out to make your way/it ain’t worth it/you'll burn in the paper chase/life has rules/but most of them are made for breaking/it’s full of jewels/and most of them are made for taking/don’t be timid/and don’t shy/no one gives you nothing/you take it/or you step aside/the odds are stacked/but that’s the way I like it/who wants it on a platter?/I wanna take it fighting/be a dreamer/but don’t dream your life away/be idealistic/but execute the things you say/and when your time comes/and you face the dark abyss/and for the first time you see what the darkness is/you’ll say/”damn, now they gonna remember me”/”I won’t let the dust settle on these memories

V3
your grandma’s gone/but trust me she'd have loved you/and you'd have loved her back/her spirit would have touched you/my sole regret is not taking better care of her/when she was sick/but I was young and not aware of the/repercussions of the impact of my actions/it stays with always/my own private sadness/but listen closely/when I tell you/regret is something that will never/ever/help you/you let it go/don’t hold to hatred/it eats you up alive/strips you 'til you’re naked/this planet's full up with misdirected rage/inherited malevolence that eats away the brain/that’s not for you/you’re a light that’s gonna shine/illuminate the darkness/and one more time/you can say
Track Name: Requiem
Chorus
baby/we’re gonna burn right to the ground/baby/we all fall down/all fall down/and maybe/we’re gonna open up the skies/and part the clouds/and part the clouds

V1
from the cradle to the burial chamber/we're living in danger/absorption of these non-truths/given to us through your anger/the seeds of vengeance/sewed like knitting circles/the bombs strapped to our children/they hurt you/and they stifle/blindfold like a rifle/wielded by a child/with nothing but an eyeful/of unexplained rage/to which Mohamed lays claim/don't know it's origin/but knows how it tastes though/a bitter taste like your Christ executed/the father with the collar around his neck/what's he doing?/I thought I could trust him/I was told to trust him/but the things he makes me do when no one's around/they're disgusting/and so you see/all that you see/is yours/my son/take it ‘til they bleed/intruders in our lands/these holy lands/and their existence/well they shift through the sands/so check the checkpoints/remember that the flames/that incinerated your family through the petrol bomb rain/Palestine fire they project into our lives/so keep that hatred ‘til it eats you up alive/cycle of life son/kill or be forever weak/blood for blood/eye for eye/into heaven peak/then you sleep/knowing that you did your bid/God loves you/so in death you’ll now forever live

V2
anchor-men twitching through their puppetry/the strings controlling them/controlling you and me/like they dance to the agenda of the higher few/if you don't sing their song/they don't hire you/the same story reported in different ways/to serve master/whatever corporate says/al Jazeera/the mouthpiece of Mujahidin/al Qaeda’s own propaganda TV screen/and Glen Beck with Murdoch’s d**k/coming out of his mouth/the jap's eye of self-service/spouting out/ejaculating all over the recording camera/impregnating us all with propaganda/and they ingest it/believe it/and digest it/like TV dinners/then move on to the next s**t/vacuous housewives/stretched and injected/while the young look on and think this is what's expected/and anorexics bred through their reflections/reflective of the media's true intentions/who's breaking up?/who's addicted?/who's pregnant?/the bastard born without form/and dejected

V3
and with the thirst for black gold still fresh on their tongue/the U.S. trained Bin Laden how to pick up a gun/funnelled billions to Taliban/to contain communism/full circle later/now the towers is missing/we shook Saddam's hand/smiled for the cameras/gave him mustard gas so he could spit flammable grammar/murdered the Kurds and Persians with the weapons he’s given/then the U.S. turns around/and asks him where they be hidden/intervened in Iran/so they could bring back their shah/their puppet regime they could control from afar/but from our lust for oil/power/money/control/fundamentalist fanatics arose to take their toll/crazed ayatollahs/with nukes under their thumbs/Israel in their sights/U.S. smoke in their lungs/killing their students/who questioned what they see/where the f**k was Barack/when Neda bled in the streets?
Track Name: Skeleton Boy
Chorus
skeleton boy/how’d you rattle up this heart of mine?/skeleton boy/how’d my soul get so constricted by this/skeleton boy/I’ve got shackles round my next so blue/skeleton boy/I will sink down to the dirt for you

V1
you say you love me tender/I say you’re cold December/I need your love/like I need cancer/yeah/return to sender/I am the burning embers/a heat you’ll soon remember/I give you ice/ inside I cut like knives/and I intend to/provide you absolution/absolve you all your sins/I’m six feet deep/so if you think of me/please think again/I ain't no necromancer/don’t owe you no more life/I’d have given you my everything/would have stopped the world and time/and I’ve been there when the darkness sets in/and I’ve been there when the night don’t shine bright/but you/threw it all away/good luck to you/I give you hindsight/despite this hell/I wish you well/I wish nothing less/f**k that I lied/I am skeletal man/and I wish you death

V2
truth be told/I think I love you still/I walk alone/this lonely road/I walk along/I know don’t f**king lead to Rome/I’m locked in my convictions/there’s death behind these whispers/I hear the breeze/it speaks to me/it speaks in tones/sinister/a ghostly plane/like I can see the ghostly flames/that flickers in this dimension/that I can no more obtain/I am the newly broken/the underworld’s betrothen/the name you do not say no more/the new unspoken/but the times don’t change and the outcome don’t too/f**k then again/I should never showed you/inside/should have told you/what effect that you had on my soul too/despite this hell/I wish you well/I wish nothing less/f**k that/I lied again/skeletal man/I wish you death

V3
spit them bars to rip up your defences/this woman just played with my senses/you don’t wanna be there when I set in/and kick back in to deliver the ending/trust me/I land like a feline/play dead/while/while in the meantime/in my grave/throwin' up peace signs/look hard/girl/read/between these lines/I bide my time/while I am waiting here to strike/waiting here to bite/like a snake within your sight/follow me as I lead you darling/in the dance of the necromancer/the dead rise up for me/I am skeletal man/your master
Track Name: Sutures
Chorus
poisonous to touch/put ‘em up/be careful what you ask before you’ve had enough/yeah woman I can see into your eyes/dark times ahead/you the type/poisonous to kiss/I can taste it on your lips/I like the way it kicks/I like the way it kicks/you want me in your life/be careful what you wish

V1
I’ve been looking to the future/tearing out the sutures/and the stitches you left when you moved to/that place/that you said better suits ya/but everyone you left me with here is just moochers/they want my money/coz they smell what’s imminent/I the immigrant/yeah Mr. Cinnamon/sweet candy for women/who want the integers/soul stealers/and bank account pillagers/so come back love/and set me on the train tracks/freight train lost my steam and my way back/pipe dreams that were sweet/I could taste that/now I’m just bitter/want my blood/and my payback/so tell me/do you know who I am at all?/standing here/with my back against the wall/thinking would you even know me if you saw me once more?

V2
so why’d you leave?/you the ghost in the breeze/you the sickness of the night/when the light starts to bleed/the thick smoke from the souls of the trees/when the spirit of my fiery rage/starts to breathe/call me doctor/I medicate my soul/coz I see you in hallucigen visions where I go/and though I know it’s a sickness of my own/it brings me comfort to feel you in my zone/cold the troubles that visit to my tongue/I’m faithless with the words that arise in response/I need you back like a barrel in the gun/or a bullet that propels/with ambitions for the sun/and tell me/do you know who I am at all?/standing here/with my back against the wall/thinking would you even know me if you saw me once more?

V3
in incrementals I spit on instrumentals/to show you that my fission is nuclear/I’m settled/with the intention of melting down your metals/reform your shape/like water out of kettles/I put the pedals to the pedestals/here I am the pulpit speaker/spitting out a metaphor/like S.A.Ts to escorts/from Equador/I found it’s best not to try to test a whore/put a punch like a sixth grade dance recital/spike the s**t/watch it hit/and then I dance behind you/I don’t move good/so I like to watch more/learn to dance?/yo/I’m famous/what the f**k for?/I grew wings once/but didn’t like my body image/I couldn’t wear my fitted suits/so I had to clip ‘em/sold the feathers/to a perroquet/doing chemo/much obliged to you sir/you my f**king hero/came back terrestrial/with roots like a vegetable/grounded to the earth/a protector/and a sentinel/f**k you seminal secretions/you edibles/is moved on/yeah/yeah/I eat in the intervals/when the clock ticks/and heart beats/I’m in-between/f**king up the rhythm/like a priest in a sinner’s dream/gloves is off/bare knuckles to your squeaky cleans/nice fight now boys/try to keep it mean/give you context/so you feel my backstory/in case you think I’m all good/and start to adore me/I feel love/which it turns out is bad for me/careful dear/before you turn into a sad story/I flick a switch on that side of me/it’s lights out/the anger of my arrogance/sits up/and flies out/I got adrenaline/I’m swinging in the 9th round/could be good though/I guess we’ll f**king find out/drink the potion/to induce the motion/love bottle number 9/bottled in the oceans/I sip it slow to avoid the commotion/don’t wanna rock the boat /and turn it to a ghost ship/down torrentials/I’m raining my credentials/rap form story/coz I don’t believe in pencils/I could incense you/with my commitment issues/but you don’t wanna hear that/and know what you got into/I bite a bullet/then project with my f**king tongue/you know my wordplay/I put it where there isn’t sun/where other folks don’t go/coz I stuck my flag/if I see footprints there/it’s gonna be f**king bad/I wanna trust but so often been the other guy/wanna open up/but so often seen a woman lie/doing uncivilised things in my bed/talking on the phone with their man/”I’ll be home in 10”/but I’m not cynic/yo/I’m stoic/but I’m in it/and for better or for worse/yo/this love s**t/I feel it/I’ll admit it/yo/I’m man enough to know it/not quite man enough to ever wanna show it/and so he floweth/the atheistic poet/with faith in a woman/and no signs of ever slowing/f**k a Jesus/Mohamed/or a Moses/I don’t need a prophet/to show me where it’s going/and f**k your lullabies/fables/and allegories/I speak straight truths/yeah/it’s just a mandatory/tongue-twisting like dykes trying to pick a pepper/words infected/s**t I’ll be sick forever
Track Name: If Only
Chorus
if only I could have been there for you darling/I’d do it all again right by your side/if only I knew the mistakes that I was making/I would have never tried to try/think of me well/my pretty baby/I hate to have to see you cry/see you cry/I’ll take my leave/the ending is coming/it’s about that time to say goodbye

V1
something ain’t right/yo/I can feel it in my bone structure/knives in my life/yeah they wanna cold cut ya/plunge it in/twist it round/take your liver out/but that ain’t sitting pretty with me/so I live in doubt/I need my liver/for the drinking that I use to douse/the problems I have/but now I ain’t getting you aroused/used to rock your fundamentals/make the bed shift/but now getting it up/it’s like a dead lift/crazy bored/and I f**k a lot on the side/you don’t know it but I guess it’s just a matter of time/how many texts can I delete before you stumble on/the one that reveals it all/shows you what’s been going on/I’m too p**sy to be the one to break it off/I think I love you still/sometimes/but maybe not/who knows/yo/this love ain’t even real/it’s just some residual s**t from how we used to feel/so sianora to the old days and memories/used to be a hurricane/now you ain’t a pleasant breeze/you ain’t a saint/despite how you paint yourself/I’m Dante/motherf**ker/I can make it hell/magma anger/molten in its manner/burn you up/with the most flammable of grammar/I wish you well/really that I do/probably coz I know/I’m more beautiful than you

V2
flicker/flame/flicker/like a shadow in a broken mirror/the night time’s quiet now/and I can hope to hear ya/if I’m blind/you’re the conscience providing sight/Jimmeny by my side/trying to guide me right/I used to listen when you spoke love/now I don’t give a regurgitated f**k what you throw up/you that bulimic type/spewing up your own advice/I don’t wanna kiss you with that mouth/you alone tonight/there’s a drama in the air/and I can feel it too/the silent type/Chaplin/you gotta see the mood/cut the tension/looming in the air/if I didn’t own this house/I’d get the f**k up outta here/sail away/sail away/back to where the troubles of the world don’t exist/I’m alone/sail away/sail away/up and leave you there/where you stand/baby girl/I’d be gone/I used to have bones and a vertebrae/used to have convictions/girl/but you murdered it/used to be the one to make decisions in an instant/move on it/never think twice/and never flinching/now honestly/love/what’s stopping me?/look at me/look at us/this a f**king mockery/about time for us to leave this little colony/blow the spot like a bomb over Lockerby

V3
symbiosis/with this cold fish/intertwining up our fates like a ghost stitch/serving up a slice of life as a cold dish/the heat is gone/baby/don’t know if you noticed/time’s a mistress I distrust/and here I am/waiting on you to give it up like a tip cup/Mr. Apathy/but that ain’t happening/something like bad skin/but then I get proactive and/start moving in a different direction/cutting off your head/like the horse and the headman/what’s keeping me?/yeah/keep seeing these red/red flags/like the people of the C.P.C/I’m like a bull with a tampon dangling/in front of me/no matter where I go/it keeps happening/you keep being in my rear-view/puckering/blowing me kisses/on some “sufferin’ suckotashes”/roll the ashes/and light up the memories/incinerate her like I’m burning up an effigy/tah tah to my ex-future-baby-mama/sianora/baby/I don’t want that kinda drama/some Kenneth Branagh/some Edgar Alan-Poe s**t/morbid/would have been my life if I chose this/so I choose not/call me space-tracks/making footprints/I can never take back
Track Name: Who I Am
Chorus
do you really know who I am?/I ask you this/I ask you this/and do you really know who I am?/I ask you this/I ask you this/do you really know who I am?/I ask you this/I ask you this/and do you really know who I am?/I ask you this/tell ‘em Glen/Bobby/my name is/Antix

V1
what you think about the lies/that I/have spitted I/know there is no music/in the musings of the simple minded/and you can find me/with my fingers on the pulse/f**k a pope/I speak when I convulse/epileptic rap/like an attack/of the thoughts in my mind when I try to told ‘em back/and yeah you judge me/censor me/then love me/but f**k that/I'd rather have Kesha on a track/ghost vision/I move through the system/unheard/coz you people just don’t listen/but you will now/ah yes you will/the great unwashed/now dote on my appeal/and no I’m not an arrogant man/well yes I am/its ok/be yourself/in time they’ll understand/you can the call me Rushdie of rap/the Hitchens of smacking you bitches out my kitchens/the Dawkins of stalking you awkward little orphans/the selfish gene keeps me talking/and I’m walking big steps like a sasquatch/there’s two types in life/the ‘aves and the ‘ave nots

V2
I fall like a black stone/strewn from the night sky/you can’t explain me/so kneel at my wayside/stand like a stone wall/you bob your head to/head sprung/automaton/'til you bled through/life trickles down my eyes coz I bleed sense/run the bulls/kill the picador/I see red/so here I am/the voice of youth/the unspoken/I sing this one for you/so wake and bake in Alighierian inferno/the molten/state of your pace/coz you burn slow/and me/the man on the pulpit/illuminator/get your mother**king eyes open/time ticks/to the rhythm of the rich/the poor wait around and just watch the s**t click/time slows to the rhythm that I bend/the world waits around to watch Antix represent

V3
it is with no regret that I look upon my life/old enough to know/that I’m young enough to die/and old enough to know/that my music will provoke/an army of the ignorant/one can only hope/I’m sick and tired of the ignorant admired/the foolish on the pedestal/rented out for hire/so dah/dah/dah/dah/dah/dah/ f**k Sarah Palin/and Glen Beck/and Bill O'Reilly/custom-made flows/I compose for the circumstance/rap circles around you/you call it the circum-dance/my whole world come together in formations/synchronized/symphonic arrangements/I’m making/fluidic flowings/I Figaro these poems/they f**king fly out of my face/like a Boeing/so kick/a-lick/a-lick/a lot of clever s**t/ballistics that I spit/come intrinsic like my wit/I love this music/I was put here to protect it/Antix/cleaning out the s**t/like I’m septic