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Wall Street

by Ryland Rose

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1.
July IV 03:26
Verse 1: Pink Floyd on the system, you can say a kids zoning/ Never stressed on the merry go, you can see a kids frozen/ Chillin, I'm like alright here we go, I'll be with you in a moment/ Don't adjust your stereo, stay clear while I split this game open/ I know these lames all bogus/  Wanna keep me down, now pretend liked they know us/ Still we ain't even notice/  Quiet on the set, man I'm rainman focused/ Quick glance over both shoulders, eyes wide open, never show emotions/ Just know that we ain't boastin, before I coast to coast it, riding roller coasters/ We're standing on the boulevard, but I know her sites set on the Roosevelt/ Still ignorance is bliss, so we stay high when they shoot us down/ Wall St in a kid sites/ The takeover, I'll take flight/ Shakedown those that never take time/ The big payback, time for me to take mine/ (Chorus x 1) Whatever it turns out to be/ I'm a take it and just run with it/ 'Cos I don't hear 'em when they speak to me/ So you know I'm having fun with it/ I put this city on my shoulders/ I'm just living what they taught us/ This is life as we know it/ 'Cos no walls gonna hold us/ Verse 2: I'm a product of July 4th/  Independent till I fly north/ It's no lie, no ride see I skywalk/ Give me a first class seat when I'm on board/ I need everything I ever dreamt/ I got a dream that is heaven sent/ I'm the best secret that was ever kept/ They want me to take a seat but I'll never rest/ This is heaven in a mindstate/ Therefore I took hell on a blind date/ I been living in my shell for a few days/ I been tripping off the fact maybe rhyme pays/ They say my lyrics lacks substance/ A few critics got a problem/ Visions of south by southwest/ No matter where I land, still Melbourne on my chest/ In the last few years, all my blood sweat and tears been poured to a CD/ And in the last few years, I probably seen all of my dreams in a deep sleep/ See I can't stand still, they try tell me chill but they know that it ain't me/ before i jump from edge, one last look back followed by a deep breathe/ (Breathe) Chorus x 2 © 2012 R. Egan / J. Hamley
2.
NY Times 04:25
Chorus I'm just ridin' round the city with my speakers set on full/ With the whole world watching and I don't know what to do/ So I give it all I got till there's nothing left to prove/ I'm just running till I'm on, I got nothing left to lose, now/ I'm on the front page of the news Ma/ I'm on the front page of the news now/ And I ain't ever slowing down/ Till this dream has come around/ My feet will never touch the ground/ Verse 1: I never knew my meaning, I hope I find out/ I'm just in this city living till its lights out/ Remember I was different, but they like me now/ Remember they wanted nothing to do with Ry's sound?!/ You burnt me, burnt me for nothing/ Searching, searching for something/ Up early, working I'm hungry/ Liz Hurley's, call me don't know 'em/ We drink till 4 in the morning, schooling was never important/ I am in my room recording, they were just never supporting/ Woah, Let me take it up notch/ Writing these songs got me late to my job/ Should quit this dream but it's painful to stop/ You'll never know me and this pain that I got/ Now it's bottoms up, bottles to the sky/ And I bottle my emotions, 'cos emotions running high/ I never had a house, no white picket fences/ That's why I gotta get my mum her own gated entrance/ It's all positive, I never play with tensions/ These great expectations, are  some really great intentions, and/ Chorus x 1 Verse 2: Motion pictures play inside my conscience/ I used to rush now I'm just weighing up my options/ From the window of my apartment/ I'm focused in the clutch, that's like Michael at the Garden/ I mean I made somethig straight from nothin'/ So much dedication there's no time for me to function/ It's my occupation man, no matter what the budget/ I'm Spike on the sideline with this detail that I'm watching it/ Posted in my element, pro's say that I'm talented/ You're posing like a counterfeit, their posters are irrevelevnt/ We never got along, no one was right or wrong/ Now all this time is gone, but, this ain't that type of song/ Stay afloat with a taste to win, I think I know what it takes to win/ Never let this go or let this slip, I got this game in the tightest grip/ Till they keep the music that I making, like a family heirloom/ Untill the plane I'm on is finally giving me some legroom/ Chorus x 1 So don't be afraid to fly/ These buildings light up the sky/ And everything will be fine, but don't take it as a promise/ 'Cos I might be waving goodbye/ I'm dreaming of New York Times/ Don't ever let them deprive, you of all you ever wanted/ Chorus x 1 Outro (Singing) © 2012 R. Egan / S. Sisifa
3.
Verse 1: I aint from here, disconnected/  Against the wind, I ain't been befriended/ Barely mentioned, disrespected/ Built on my own, I ain't been invented/ And I'm faded, on this rap dream/ Wondering, how far to take it/ I feel aimless, been mistaken/ I barely fit, one wierd arrangement/ On the benches, so I set goals/ In the trenches, till I get old/ Heads will roll, man I'm relentless/ So when I'm gone, live through a sentence/ I ain't phased, just pay the bills/ Sunny days, With winter chills/ Tell her pinch me, so I know it's real/ Until I'm six feet, it's all I feel, it's all I feel/ Chorus (Allday) Like Wall Street in the Winter, I'm feeling colder each day/ I'd like to have this forever/ Till stock's are up, I'm Working Late/ Can't walk away, I'm Working Late/ Verse 2: And They don't get, what I'm talking/ Missed the concept, well I ain't walking/ Still they take it, out of context/ Brain is vacant, they ain't in my conscience/ So it's god bless, I ain't movin/ Talk is nothing, see improvement/ And I don't feel, like I'm losing/ Things are so real, it's like a movement/ Co-signed by no one, you dropped the ball now/ This game is so fun, I watch you fall down/ They used to tell me, I was such a hard sell/ Don't need a pass out, I just need to laugh now/ I won't calm down, I raised the bar/ I set the standard, we're leagues apart/ Bleeding heart, and I ain't leaving/ I found my groove, and it's my season, it's my season/ Bridge (Allday) You see the look in my eyes, the fire burning inside/ Is something that, you've never seen before/ You wouldn't know what it means, that's why you'll never be me/ When I wake up, to what I've been dreaming of/ Chorus x 1 Verse 3: The credits roll, my final scene/ And I won't fold, the way it seems/ It's done and told, man they won't keep up/  I run this show now, it's my arena/  Lifting a barbell, though they can't tell/ Show them soul, something that's heartfelt/ Straight from nowhere, abondonded building/ To the top floor, my story's appealing/ This ain't no hobby, hotel lobby/ Duffle bag packed, I just chase that glory/ They wonder how, why I stuck around/ Till I'm underground, till the script is shelved/ And I spill more than your average rapper/  Till I'm at war in my 11th chapter/ Ain't no actor, I don't need a favour/ When the set says cut, guts on the paper, cos I'm a saviour/ Chorus x 2 © 2012 R. Egan / T. Gaynor / S. Sisifa
4.
Verse 1: They said I'm back when I never left/ They said, hold it down but I'm never stressed/ a kids so cold like the everest/ Im the fresh prince though I ain't jazzy Jeff/ I don't think I was down with carlton/ Talk like a white kid, think like marvin/ Hail from melbourne, treated like a martian/ Between me and you, That's quite a large margin/ Marching, see I only move forward/ Even when I'm down never feel like im falling/ Kinda awkward, wait better pause it/ I been in my orbit, hoping that you're all in/ So many kicks you would think I sink jumpshots/ In my lightyears, now see what the buzz got?!/ Airtime, your boy got dumb hops/ Talk bout swag when you only got dunlops/ lame/ Chorus: I'm doing my thing, they don't really know that I own this dream/ And I got my team, feeling like King Kong on this beat, tell 'em/ That it won't be long, won't be long, it won't be long now/ Imma sing my song, and light up night when the sunlight goes down/ Verse 2: My raps, highlight heavy/ You already know that I'm prime time ready/ Beat up ride, with my eye on a Bentley/ White like Betty but the rhyme still deadly/ Ry been chillin, tell em Ry been chillin/ High five women, Put their hands to the ceilin/ Ry is a weapon, best try and conceal him/ Know this a-bombs bout to blow any minute/ All the girls with amazing faces/ I been getting high like amazing grace is/ If you been down bout to give you a facelift/ Fire in my soul just know that it stays lit/ On the late shift, Never on sick leave/ Thats why I succeed, never be six feet/ Deep, see me and my slick steeze/ While you're stuttering like kings speech/ haha Chorus x 1 Cos All I ever really wanted/ Was something that can feed my conscience/ No time for the nonsense/ I been high like comets/ Tell em all stop trippin/ I'mma do me you should all start livin/ And smile more often/ Days like these could be gone, no warning/ Chorus x 1 © 2012 R. Egan / J. Hamley
5.
Intro: Save a Ride for me/ As far as I can see you are all I need/ And I'll never be gone/ Knowing that you smile when I sing my song/ Verse 1: E-type Jag/Wood grain dash/ Reminise on wild days that we've had/ Reflecting on, the reflection of, my Expensive blonde, her shades in the sand/ Look back at the brillaince/ You in a bikini, believe me it's brilliant/ And you look like a million, bucks/  Gotta me feeling high like helium/ Quick dash down Swanston/ Tell the homies go, so we roll like koston/ Suburbs got us feeling like we're boxed in/ Hit the road, Don't care what the cost is/ And my girl rides shotgun/ Bonnie and Clyde, on the grind till we got some/ She can't knock the hustle/ Forever got my back when I land in some trouble/ Chorus: Shadow Kitsuné: Don't you ever hide from me/ I've been up all night, lonely/ I'll be by your side, homie/ Won't you save a Ride for Me/ Ry: Save a Ride for me/ As far as I can see you are all I need/ And I'll never be gone/ Knowing that you smile when I sing my song/ Verse 2: Sitting in a sports car/  Tell me what your thoughts are/ Gone in the night like we're hiding from report cards/ and/ You'll never let me fall far/ So I hold you up high like a hallmark/ You should stand on my skateboard/ God damn, have i told you you should skate more?/ Polaroid, killing it in great form/ Girl next door, crushing on since grade 4/ I gotta build my rapport/ Lord of the fries is all i afford/ things get better in the long stretch/ And you stayed positive in the offsets/ God bless, you and I against them/ When I say those three words I am deadset/ I'm a buy you the world when I jetset/ You ain't just a girl you're my girl and a best friend/ Bridge (Shadow Kitsuné): So when you see me calling/ You are all I wanted/ I know you must feel something/ Let me know/ I can see it in your face now/ Don't ever tell me I'm phased out/ Friends don't understand how/ They'll never know/ Verse 3: Premium, never seem dressed down/ Even when you dressed down, better than the rest out/ Girls see you gotta change how they dressed now/ I love that, never change you're the best girl/ See your number, night time lotto/ Flight of the conchords, part time model/ Wherever you go, best know imma follow/ Any place you want imma take you, Otto/ The Jackie to my JFK/ Just know that I'm La Guardia (I'm a guard ya), not JFK/ And I can see you're happy when we make LA/ The Downtown girl, you're a Soho babe/ So hot, wonder why I got a fever/ Soap opera, your an after school feature/ Feels like when Drazic met Anita/ Heart break high that's a lie, never leave her/ Chorus x 1 Outro Singing (Shadow Kitsuné) © 2012 R. Egan / C. Cox / S. Sisifa
6.
Verse 1: I wrote this in my apartment without a couch/ Tenants see tattoos, try kick me out/ If I don't pay the rent then I'd probably bounce/ Overseas to Wall Street, I could make it count/ And it could be my time (I can feel it) Tell mum quit her job, she about to see me shine/ I'm seeing city lights, see it in her eyes/ Wall Street or not, this city is our life/ (Well I remember) nobody would applaud/ Act like we mean it, drunk party talk/ Try to be a genius, what am I believing?/ No matter my response, say I'm fucking dreaming/ And I'm just getting by/ (I can feel it) My parents did that, I saw my father try/ I never saw him cry when we couldn't pay rent/ Of course I gotta shine, what do you expect?!/ Dad said life's is a bitch, nothing here for free/ Now I just go, take what I need/ Middle fingers in the air if you know just what I mean/ Middle fingers in the air if you're hungry for that green/  I think somebody lied (I can feel it) Rappers sell they're soul, purely to survive/ Get mum a house, she'll never have to worry/ A rolex and a driver, she'll never have to hurry/ (Well I remember) missed opportunities/ Rappers getting signed, Labels overlooking me/ A rapper never liked me, I wasn't quick to judge/ I just played it cool, I didn't know who he was/ Somebody said I'm winning/ (I can feel it)  That's probably why I'm different, I enjoy competition/ They don't see the vision, if so let 'em be/ They said I won't succeed, but if so let 'em see, Wall Street/ And I can feel it in the air tonight/ So let 'em know that it's my time/ And I been waiting for my whole life/ So don't tell me that it's alright/ (Repeat) Just keep doing what you're doing and it should all fall into place © 2012 R. Egan / S. Sisifa
7.
Verse 1: I'm chasing dreams, is that a crime?/ Missed out on yours, I'm getting mine/ Sorry bra, you had your time/ You kept me down, now watch me rise/ Another kid from Melbourne, now gimme the crown/  I'm, not stepping aside/  Never, I got too much pride/ yeah/ Now Roger that, and take a note/ I'm on a high, let's stay afloat/ Teachers said, that I wouldn't amount to squat/  Now I take shots from a mountain top/ to performing in any jordan that I want/ Electric shock, your shit is toast/ I heard your song, that's shits a joke/ I know it's ignorant, thats nothing new/ But I ain't listening, cos they ain't have a clue/ And if took advice from dudes/ I wouldn't be just where I'm at/ I guess that really sucks for you/ ------------ Chorus: And so you Watch Me Rise And try to drag me down 'Cos you attempted to fly You fell to the ground So fuck you 'Cos I'mma be out I see the tears in your eyes You better Watch Me Rise Just Watch Me Rise Just Watch Me Rise Verse 2 (Allday) Better write this down, underline it thrice/ I shall be a legend every second is more time to rise/ And I'm self raising i raised my fuckin' self from the dirt up/ Without help, like a zombie outa the grave and now its murder/ No i aint heard your rhyme motherfucker hand me a lime I'm out here killing/ Fertilizer in my car and they say im on drugs im out here dealing/ Found your villain I'll be the vampire for you, I'll play the bad guy role/ 'Cos I'm anti Y'all and I say a lot of shit, mean every bit, I stand by it all/ Yeah I snapped on this one, didn't you listen? Yeah I went and hit 'em till a black eye swole/ And by gosh I'm serious said I'd appear and sap thy souls/ Pray to the lord if you're real come around here and grant my wish/ But I'm already there with a full head of hair a few good friends and I love my bitch/ But I wonder if this rise continues, one day i'll make enough to live/ 'Cos one of us kids gonna be the man, I think I might be the one who is/ In the meantime watch me rise, through foggy eyes/ While you cry I dont deserve it but these fans are goin' decide/ Chorus x 1 Verse 3: I'm out my mind, buy a clue/ Maybe a trip to the past, sip on the fountain of youth/ Let me save you time, you slipped, and... its evident too/ Now taste these bars, then wash it down with the truth/ Now these tables turn/ Told me to crash and burn/  I ain't hurt, the old me wouldn't have thought/ Before I reacted first/ Now I'm calm, slow it down/ Sip the red, left to drown/ Resurrect, back around/ Go and pray, to see me shelved/ Dust it off/ Like the chip on your shoulder, or should I say chips?/  Damn, here's some dip and a cold one, shit/  Enjoy the show, few of us live/ Thats like Hell yeah, fucking right/  Take care playing in my ride/ By myself, I'm alright/ My darkest part, now gone for life/ My homeboys Mike, and I'm cool with Pippen/ To the top, there ain't no limit/ Now you and I are the opposite of me and all deez, man/ We ain't just chillin'/ Now it's your turn, to be judged/ Now sit and learn, as I rise above/ Pce. © 2012 R. Egan / T. Gaynor / S. Sisifa
8.
Chorus: So I'll be gone this weekend/ I'm going off the deep end/ Don't ask me what I'm drinking/ I been caught in a daze/ Push it to limit, and you tell me that it's real/ Stone cold love, maybe it could give you chills/ Better look me in the eye when I tell you how I feel/ Otherwise all I know is that maybe I'm been going astray/ Verse 1: Talks that I regret, moments I forget/ They'll never know the pressure, someone saying that you're next/ And all I do is sweat, sleep I never get/ Without a moments rest, I'm just momentary vexed/ Doing all I can, praying I'm discovered/ And all I see is green, that's envy in abundance/ Questioning myself, feeding all this hunger/ That's probably the reason that I rarely see my mother/ She's 10 minutes down the road/ Acting like I'm too busy I don't even get the phone/ Frontin' like I'm on the road, I can't even book a show/ I'm surrounded by strangers and she's living on her own/ Bad son, yeah I know/ I set myself apart from whatever helps me grow/ Reckless with my art, undiscovered and it shows/ Hold my cards to my heart, I got no where else to go/ Chorus x 1 Verse 2: Look, just tell me it's my time C/ I can't take another minute of this industry/ And we're young, broke and classy/ Just pour another red, maybe we can let the wine speak/ Maybe something that can calm me/ In my Mitsubishi but I'm picturing Ferrari/ Never seemed phased, till I started entertainment/ Never pictured this, when I started in the basement/ I could use a clone, stressing but I don't/ I could use a phone, just to call her on the low/ I could use a home, just to slip into my zone/ This musics all I got, it's the realest shit i know/ Try to help me grow, try to help me climb/ And I never slip from this mountain in my mind/ Playing with these notes, thats until the end of time/ And when I finally get it that could be the end of Ry/ Chorus x 1 Don't tell me different, 'cos I won't listen/ And when I'm here you'll never be the same/ I know they pray I'm gone/ But you were wrong, now I'm here to stay/ And I got my vision, and it's so vivid/ It's clear as day/ Take no days off, when they say I'm on/ We'll never be the same/ Chorus x 1 © 2012 R. Egan / S. Sisifa
9.
Verse 1: This is life in the fast lane, told them all I can't change/ Tried to be patient, now I just think fast, car chase/ In the city with the friends that I parlay/ With, young, broke but our minds rich/ Stay close, we're a tight knit/ Lately my money pressed like a light switch/ But I ain't even stressed, I know when my time is, countdown/ Work hard, make yourself proud/ Be the first up and the last when its lights out/ I know how crazy this might soundd/ But it's never given, gotta get it right now/ Did you forget? when you get it you can party and celebrate/ Maybe let the moment soak with a Cabernet/ Thank everyone that shaped who we are today/ I'll make sure that we wave when we elevate/ (Chorus) I just wanna make you proud/ That's why I give it all I can, try to make it count/ Let me hear you make noise and a decent sound/ Won't be another voice, gotta be profound/ And stand out, we're just holograms/ You worked hard you're just waiting on the summer and/ This is our time, and it goes like a shooting star/ Let em know that we'll shine, show them who we are/ Verse 2: Yeah, playing biggie in my old whip/ Thrift clothes, 'cos you know all my money spent/ I'm just spitting what I'm living and I'm loving it/ Riders of the storm, play on till the summer ends/ Writing all my thoughts, try to pay debts/ The writings on the wall, you just gotta make 'cents'/ Hopping in my ride, you're a highlight reel/ I'm high on life, you make time sit still/ They'll tell you that it's on, but you get a second chance/ And up when you fall, that's the law of the land/ Smile when you look back cos you give it all you can/ So we puff puff pass, glass in the other hand/ That's why you gotta take patience/ There's no rush, work hard and you'll make it/ It's on us, jetset no pavement/ Victory is near I can smell it like fragrance/ Chorus x 1 Bridge: Roll call all my people at the back/ roll call all my people at the front/ And I'm so focused on this moment/ If you feel it throw your hands up/ Roll call all my people to the left/ roll call all my people to the right/ And I ain't focused on what they're talking/ Cos I know we're doing alright/ Chorus x 1
10.
Chorus x 1 It's been a long year wonder where you've been/ But all of this time you were there with me/ There with me now, you were there with me/ So when you make the table can you save a place/ And if the food gets cold, can you save a plate/ Save a plate for me, you were there with me/ And she said/ The front door stays open, and i know it aint snowing/ But i'm kinda in the mood to see a christmas movie tonight/ … with you by my side/  And what do we feel like watching? Let it be Malculy Culkin/ And we're both home alone so i'm feeling like i'm lost in NY/ … with you by my side, you by my side now/ Verse 1: December 24, just me and the stars/ Reminiscing on the year, barely noticed it passed/ Not bad for the kid, who was the clown of the class/ Don't mean to toot my own horn, so I wrote you a card/ I'm standing at the door, see my cousin's arrivin'/ I'm visiting the home, where they still call me ryan/ Don't think this visits quick, they bout to be here all night man/ Mums on the phone, other hand on frying pan/ standing with my old man, preparing the playlist/ Springsteen on, maybe some miles davis/ we spent the entire year working for payslips/ Me and my tunnel vision yeah just like them reindeers/ I told you one day I'll play festival hall/ I'll be on the same stage they saw Lennon perform/ Let me thank my fans now just for all their support/ when I make the radio, I'm bout give you a call/ Chorus x 1 Verse II: Yeah, a miracle on 34th street/ My parents put the presents out when we'd fall asleep/ I was 8, roller blades and a frisby/ Leave the game boy at home, I ain't taking it with me/  I remember as a kid watching carols on nine/ we can decorate the tree maybe give it some lights/ Ry be careful where you're stepping just don't walk on the vine/ It looks awesome from the window, still it took you all night/ Damn, I hoped my sister wouldn't get better presents?!/ But, On the real, I couldn't get better parents/ Despite the discussions, despite all the fussing and fighting,  I ain't talking I'm just keeping it private/ One day I'm going make it I'mma buy you the world/ Picket fences and a house you'll have diamonds and pearls/ 'Cos it still trips me out people give me applause/ I do this for my fans, my fan base are like my based gods/ Bridge x 1 Ain't nothing like December Night's/ Hell Yeah/ I ain't religious, but Jesus Christ/ Amen/ I worked so hard and we're eating tonight/ And I can do anything if you're there by my Side/ I Said/ Chorus x 1

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