"PLAN B" VERSE 1: Damn G. / I’m back in my studio, can’t leave/ That’s me! Mic check 1-2-3/ Lets see how far making this music takes me/ Listen B. / Passion, perservance is the key/ Pardon Me, but you’re just wasting your energy/ Plan B?... I was born to grip this m-i-c/ Let me be. (But you’re pushing nearly _3) Maybe, You need to leave this as a memory) / THIS IS ME! This is my image, my identity/ Hobby? Man I do this job from 3 to 3/ …More than trees. Cutting records while I’m in my sleep/ Now you see?... Me and music got this chemistry/ Don’t Look at me/ like something wrong with me chemically/ Don’t you see?/ Nothing ever happens instantly/ Obviously/ I’m at the door of Opportunity/ Let me see/ what might happen when I turn this key/ CHORUS: (Repeat 2x) (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B? I’m flooding radio, until they just demand me Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy’s (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can’t see (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B? I’m flooding radio, until they just demand me Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy’s (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can’t see VERSE 2: LET’S SEE! / Music’s what I breathe and what I bleed/ It’s in my seed/ If I have a daughter, I’ma name her melody/ Cuz rhythm be a part of me/permanently/ It never leaves/ Pardon me, if I block you out, once you’re telling me/ “I need a plan b”, cuz this my plan a to z I’ma R-A-P till I D-I-E / R-I-P / And I ain’t retiring till turning about I’m 63/ I’ma keep ripping and spitting, til they getting sick of me/ H-I-V / So spread the gossip, like T-M-Z/ I’m blowing up the whole scene like T-N-T/ Like DBZ, Super Saiyian level 23/ Don’t sleep on me/ Narcolepsy, Zzz/ I keep store lines longer than a dmv/ Once I drop a lp, cd, mp3s/ Not yet, but soon as I hit up MTV/ BET, VH1, CMT/ CHORUS: (Repeat 2x) (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B? I’m flooding radio, until they just demand me Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy’s (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can’t see (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B? I’m flooding radio, until they just demand me Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy’s (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can’t see VERSE 3: (This Industry’s hard to break in, unless you’re “gimmicky”/ And you’re too deep/ You gotta dumb it down, lyrically. / SERIOUSLY, You got the content, delivery/ But 10% is talent, 90% is imagery/ Damn it B/ Everybody rapping. Can’t you see?/ What makes you think, You gonna stand out in this stampede?/ Eventually, you might “make it” eventually/ But listen to me… Someday you gotta face reality)! / REALITY… is that there’s still a driven child in me/ So let me breathe. / Do my thing. Rock this talent, please. / Honestly you can keep that negativity/ No limit, See? / Until they be mimicking like “Hennessy”/ O-U-T-L-E-T for eternity, this music be/ Don’t want to be pushing 93/ wondering… / Why I didn’t keep on chasing dreams/ When it seems impossible, Destiny intervenes / OUTRO CHORUS: (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B? Making music gonna support me, plus my family I can see it now… Yo it really amps me (But what makes you so sure?) – guess I’m seeing what you can’t see (But what about a Plan B?) - ENOUGH with this plan B/ I Believe in this and you can’t unconvinced me/ I can draw it out… Pass me a pen, please/ (But what makes you so sure?) – Let me show you what I see

"R U FAMOUS YET" VERSE 1: Hey Hey Look Bitch / Do I look rich? / Do I look like I got a whole lot of money? / Does it look like even if I was fucking loaded, you’ld be getting something from me? / So what if I’m acting childish towards, giving your ass cash for child support / I’m just trying to follow in my fathers footsteps / except I’ma skip out a couple days BEFORE HIM / Hey Ron how much do they pay to do porn? / I need a whole lot of money money Lauren / So hit that corner, babygirl perform / Take it like a solider, till your walls get torn / I’m just joking. Just pulling your arm / No pimpin here. Heidi Fleiss reformed / So did I / Sike I lie / I gotta make this money come / Speaking of “nut”, I'm going nuts / cuz I’m basically broke as fuck / Got no money / Got no bucks / Got ideas, but got no drugs / So I can’t sell / fuck it well / guess I gotta work at Taco Bell / ‘Part time up at Chip’and Dales... / My lifestyles’ a living hell / CHORUS: (Repeat 2x) Are you famous yet? – (Hey Nova) Are you famous yet? Are you or R U not on MTV, VH1 or BET? That’s B.E.T. you fuck… and NO I’m not famous yet I’m still pulling overtime shifts at Mcdonalds and UPS But aren’t you famous yet? (Nova) Ain’t you famous yet? Don’t you have a mansion? A yacht? Don’t you drive a nice ass Lexus? No I’m NOT FAMOUS YET. Don’t you think if I had a lex, I wouldn’t be walking the same distance it takes me to get to Texas. VERSE 2: I really hate to be an anus, but honestly do I look that famous? / Do I look like I got a whole lot of money? / Does it look like I could afford Armani / Do I look stunning? No I look bummy / I ain’t even got a single dollar bill on me / Check my pockets. Check my coat! / I’m about to sling 8 balls of coke / I’m about to murder all these folks / in this shopping mall, cuz dawg I’m broke / I’m about to fake my death, no joke / Drop an album called “THERE’S NO HOPE” / Kill myself in every track / Pass me a knife, nah pass me a gat / Don’t worry not gonna kill myself / I just need them for sound effects / Ight I’m done. Album complete / Humpty Dumpty, Little Bo Peep / Mary had a little lamb. Sounds so street / Who am I kidding? That’s not me / What am I lacking? Why isn’t rapping making me money? Whats so funny? / Why are you laughing? / Somebody pass me a gun / If another person asks me… / CHORUS Are you famous yet? – (Hey Nova) Are you famous yet? Are you or R U not on MTV, VH1 or BET? That’s B.E.T. you fuck… and NO I’m not famous yet I’m still pulling overtime shifts at Mcdonalds and UPS But aren’t you famous yet? (Nova) Ain’t you famous yet? Don’t you have a mansion? A yacht? Don’t you drive a nice ass Lexus? No I’m NOT FAMOUS YET. Don’t you think if I had a lex, I wouldn’t be walking the same distance it takes me to get to Texas 3rd verse: (Nova you serious? Nigga kill yourself…) I’m at the point where my heart can’t take it / Sometimes I feel like “What if I don’t make it”? / What if all this fucking work’s in vain? / I’ll go berserk, Pull a “Kurt Cobain” / Gun go BANG / People go “DANG” / People calm down get off the cocaine / Pat get off the crack / Matt get off the smack / Dad get off your ass. Cough up change / Once you get fame, everyone aims / their sights on you. Even relatives change / All of a sudden you got 20 more cousins / Talking about you keeping in touch with them / Where the fuck were ya’ll before…? / Before “Undefined” ever hit the store? / Before “Applebooty” got me whores? / Before the launch of a “Nobody tour”? / You’re not sure. Well I’m not sure / you got the right Marcus Brock anymore / Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m right / Well if that’s the case, well have a nice life / Don’t come back! Don’t do that! / Part Arabian, bombin’ tracks / Audio aliens, what kind of name is that? / By the way, J.B. Are you famous yet? / CHORUS Are you famous yet? – (Hey Nova) Are you famous yet? Are you or R U not on MTV, VH1 or BET? That’s B.E.T. you fuck… and NO I’m not famous yet I’m still pulling overtime shifts at Mcdonalds and UPS But aren’t you famous yet? (Nova) Ain’t you famous yet? Don’t you have a mansion? A yacht? Don’t you drive a nice ass Lexus? No I’m NOT FAMOUS YET. Don’t you think if I had a lex, I wouldn’t be walking the same distance it takes me to get to Texas. Outro CHORUS: Are you famous yet? – (Nova) Are you famous yet? When is best buy or circuit city gonna sell your music ? Are you famous yet? – Are you famous yet? How much longer will it take for you to obtain success ? R U Famous yet?... (NEVER NIGGA! Nigga my son will be famous, before you…) R - U – Famous - Yet?... Damn. What if he’s right?... Hmmm.

"MATTER OF TIME" Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) VERSE 1: (Yo) Bullets be flying. People be dying / Its just a matter of time, before mommas be crying / But not mine / That’s what he’s thinking while he’s writing his rhymes/ You can feel the words as he’s reciting each line / Maybe this time / He’ll get some hype and get signed / Either way, he’s not giving up / Fuck he’s out of his mind! / Crazy, maybe Baby, but he’s right back on his grind / Gotta respect his hustle. It’s a struggle to climb / But in what?... Just a couple more months, he’ll be fine / At least in his mind / He’s optimistic sometimes / Maybe he’s kidding himself . Maybe he’s blind / Or maybe they just can’t see it. See what’s he’s eyeing / Eye sky high, like he’s standing on Mount Si / Hands up in the clouds, he’s reaching for Cloud 9 / Aiming rock bottom to the top, he keeps flying / He hasn’t quite taken off, yet he keeps trying / CHORUS: (Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) VERSE 2: Oh So you don’t believe in me? / FINE / That’s ok, cuz I’ma make it anyway / Bottom-line / That’s what he’s thinking... Nobody can even change up his mind / (It’s hard to make it up in music and get signed ) / That’s what THEY say all the time / But I just pay ‘em no mind / Cuz I don’t just write raps. I breathe life into rhymes / But I’ld be lying if I said “if I don’t make it, Its fine”/ Cuz being broke aint no joke / I’m sick of scrapping for dimes / Economy on hard times / Some people spirits decline / They just screaming for an outlet. Hope that outlet is mine / Whether luck or devine / C’mon now “give me a sign” / Let me know somehow if the stars do align / Shine been due for some time, cuz all I do is just grind / If it wasn’t for music, I’ld probably loose it / Use up a “9” / But what keeps me sane and from losing my mind / Is that at the end of the day, its just a matter of ... TIME / CHORUS: Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) VERSE 3: In the back of my mind / It’s a matter of time / Before I soar and climb, rock a tour and shine / I’m so sure this time / (Are you sure this time?) / Willing to bet our life on it . Yup yours and mine / x the world combined / (Yo you wasting your time) / Shit you must be blind / Out of your *Bleeping* mind / I be leaking prime / Don’t need to adjust your stereo. (No) Yo your speaker’s fine / And I’m speeding, flying / Coming up so fast past haters. Later get left behind / Think I’m f-ing lying? / I be on my grind / Got a bunch of rhymes that keep multiplying / Tracks back to back, just like an assembly line / Far from manufactured, baby. I’m undefined / Don’t take no rocket scientist to see brock can rhyme / Can’t duplicate me baby / Sorry I’m one of a kind Its just a matter of time… / CHORUS: Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) Its just a matter of time / Its just a matter of time (Ohoooooa) (Guitar solo) (Clock ticking outro)

"WRITERS BLOCK" It ain’t easy. It aint easy…(echo) VERSE 1: Barely 2 am / I’m at it again / Gripping this pen / Writing another song, hopefully this one, it is a gem / Cross my fingers, compose a jingle. Hope this single spins / But I barely listen to the radio, don’t know what “in” / Perhaps I follow trends / but nah I know deep down within / That’s not me. Might as well be a leaf blowing in the wind / By following THEM / Hopefully nobody I subliminally offend / But I can’t relate to what they say / How much they make and spend / I can’t pretend / My life is grime / My pockets super thin / Yeah rub it in... / Benjamins, ballin’ and whipping your benz / I turn the tv off / and now I’m back at it again / Gripping this ink pen / Hopefully this song will connect with THEM / And draw them in / Is anybody out there listening? / They whisphering… / You can really hear it, if you listen in / Must be tripping / Look at the clock, its nearly 3 am / I dose off only minutes later to hop up once again / Cuz man… / CHORUS: The day I stop / Is the day when I catch writer’s block / Meantime I’m chilling right here glancing at the clock / My eyes are shot / I try to rest but I toss and turn alot / So I get back up and NO I can’t sleep cuz of these racing thoughts / That I got / These visions I see just can not be blocked / Too many concepts. Too many ideas “off the top” / Things just keep coming right and left, Sometimes I wish they would stop / Hope this ink pen runs out of ink as I just write and jot / VERSE 2: Grab more notebook paper / Stack of pens / a pack of 10 / Lyrics just pouring in / the time now going on 4am / I close the window, cuz the rain now is just pouring in / As I sit back down, I begin to catch my 2nd wind / A click of the pen / I start writing, but then I just drop a grin / Scratch that out. Ball that up. Toss that in the bin / All these ideas flowing out at once.. Nothing’s making sense / My head it spins from all these concepts that have been trapped within / I take a break. Click on the radio… Oh god not again / They keep saying hiphop’s dead / I think its just low on oxygen / Too much politicking, hating, dissing, beefin’, knockin’. DAMN / Just stop with the “reality show” shit and just drop a jam / THE VERY BEST YOU CAN / Yo flow. Go ham / Cuz I know I am / I be damn, if I let a critic’s opinion box me in / That’s what I’m thinking… / Don’t know why sometimes I hold it in / Just then I pick up the pen sitting right next to the empty soda can / And once again / CHORUS: The day I stop / Is the day when I catch writer’s block / Meantime I’m chilling right here glancing at the clock / My eyes are shot / I try to rest but I toss and turn alot / So I get back up and NO I can’t sleep cuz of these racing thoughts / That I got / These visions I see just can not be blocked / Too many concepts. Too many ideas “off the top” / Things just keep coming right and left, Sometimes I wish they would stop / Hope this ink pen runs out of ink as I just write and jot / VERSE 3: As I write and jot / I eye the clock / Its 5am / My body tells me to stop but I can’t seem to drop this pen / Too many songs up top / Nonstop they just keep rolling in / By the time, I’m done / It’s 9 o clock going on 10 pm / Just then my phone it rings / Its fam and friends, like “Where you been”? / Just right here at home / writing songs working on music, man / By the tone of their voice , I can tell that they don’t understand / Just then I put the phone on silence / lower the lights on dim / It seems to set the perfect mood, no matter the mood I’m in / I cue the music. Its so therapeutic, it just sucks me in / Soon as I can picture the concept, like a movie, film / I pick up the paper with the lyrics. Press record and vent / I nail it. First attempt, cuz hell I give it 200% / Cuz deep down I know this is more than a hobby / Its DELIVERANCE / Soon I’ll be out of this predictament, I’m living in / Until then / I’ll be documenting my life through this pen / THE END… / CHORUS: The day I stop / Is the day when I catch writer’s block / Meantime I’m chilling right here glancing at the clock / My eyes are shot / I try to rest but I toss and turn alot / So I get back up and NO I can’t sleep cuz of these racing thoughts / That I got / These visions I see just can not be blocked / Too many concepts. Too many ideas “off the top” / Things just keep coming right and left, Sometimes I wish they would stop / Hope this ink pen runs out of ink as I just write and jot / (Barely 2 am, I’m at it again. Gripping this pen ) * echo Outro

"ROCK & SHAKE" Intro: I hopped up out the bed Moved her hand off of my leg Threw some headphones on my head Found some paper. Where's the lead? See music is where its at It helps to take off some of the edge Verse or chorus, or just bridge I look forward to making HITS! (Switch) Intro CHORUS: Yeah I make the club rock I make the club rock and shake! I make the bed rock I make the bed ROCK, then break See music is where its at It helps to take off some of the edge Verse or chorus, or just bridge I look forward to making HITS! (Switch) VERSE 1: While everybody in the world, checking the club scene / I'm back in my room, zoom (into) 517 / Just cut a 16 on my mac recording / All of a sudden, I hear the door ring / I open it up. Its like 15, 14 / People outside all going "You poor thing" / "The club ain't playing none of your music / But we right here... READY TO LOSE IT / Usually I would put down the looseleaf / (And) grab the grey goose, patron. Get woozy / But tonight, got things to do. See? / And no I'm not joking like John Belushi / Got deadlines. deadlines. deadlines. deadlines. / Damn more deadlines driving me kooky / Not tonight. I'm feeling kind of snoozy / I think I'ma kick back, relax and watch a movie.. / CHORUS: I hopped up out the bed Moved her hand off of my leg Threw some headphones on my head Found some paper. Where's the lead? See music is where its at It helps to take off some of the edge Verse or chorus, or just bridge I look forward to making HITS! (Switch) VERSE 2: While everybody in the world, claiming they hustlin' / I'm cutting trees, stacking G's, straight bustin' / to make some mula then I put in some rushed in / orders, "Discmakers YO I need that rushed in" / Let me hit you back. Thats my doorbell button / Pull back the latch. Now double a dozen / People outside going "Nova we clubbin' / Let me grab a cd. The DJ my cousin" / Usually I would hand it out, like nothing / Burn a couple copies for anybody who loves it / But tonight, I gotta rip and redub this / And no I'm not joking. Got an indie budget / Bottomline. Gotta find the right time to "leak" mine / Gotta bottle rhymes till I'm dying to flood them / Not tonight. I think I'm gonna chill / Hold back till I feel the record is ill.. / CHORUS: I hopped up out the bed Moved her hand off of my leg Threw some headphones on my head Found some paper. Where's the lead? See music is where its at It helps to take off some of the edge Verse or chorus, or just bridge I look forward to making HITS! (Switch) VERSE 3: Howdy for the Audee / I meant Audi / I came to party / Don't know shawty / but she throbbin' her body all over on me / Says she's moving to Maui / So sick of the weather being cloudy / But tonight, she's rather naughty / 2 pm (am) we're leaving the lobby / 2:15 we're flagging taxis / 2:20 we're in the backseat / Macking, smacking lips real tacky / Glad she don't smoke no tobaccky / Next morning, reinactment / While she snoring, sleeping happy / I reach up and grab my hat and / Like clockwork, I START BACK RAPPIN' / CHORUS: I hopped up out the bed Moved her hand off of my leg Threw some headphones on my head Found some paper. Where's the lead? See music is where its at It helps to take off some of the edge Verse or chorus, or just bridge I look forward to making HITS! (Switch) OUTRO: (Repeat 2x) I go to work and then and then I get home around 10 I grab the pen It never ends Next day it happens all just again (again and again and again and again)

"EGO" Intro: (phone rings*) What up man? (You really need to get out tonight) Yeah I do. (C'mon) (We gonna go check out this club) Ight. We're here. Let's Roll. Man it's crowded... I ain't never seen this many people at this place (Me neither) I wonder whats going on tonight. (I don't know. Let go and find out) VERSE 1: LET GO! / (HECK NO) / (I'm cool) / Is that so? / Well we don't give a fuck / Crank it up. Turn it up, till all the speakers blow / Last chance... / (No I'm cool) / YOU ARE A FOOL / Girls in the place top heavy above the waist with a pretty little face / Ready to bust a move / New rule. You must groove / Get off wall. Break in shoes / DJ getting loose on 1's and 2's / (I WOULD CUT A RUG, BUT MY KICKS BRAND NEW) / WHAT? What? / Homie look / Don't you see my cut got them hooked / Better find a girl in the club / with a butt / in the cut / or on the dancefloor / and say "WHATS UP"! / CHORUS: Club Spot, Packed, HOPPIN', POPPIN' FULL of PE - OPLE Every which way I turn, I turn, I turn THEY FIENIN' FOR MORE In your face, loud bass MUSIC ANTI- BEAT LOW We gonna party it up Meantime you just stuck up on your EGO VERSE 2: CHILL OUT! / Take a shot / Bar open (till) 3 o'clock / Ladies look / super hot / Dudes here... / Cool as fuck / Nonsense gots to stop / Hating on what he got / Cars, chains, wristwatch / got your girl up on his jock / Thats not his job. That is YOURS! / Its not your fault, shes a whore / You can do better I'm sure / Here's a few ladies right here / Now pull 'em on the dancefloor / Why you staring at your man's for? / sitting in the cut / just sipping on a cup / BETTER GET THAT ASS UP / AND SHOW THEM WHATS UP! / CHORUS: Club Spot, Packed, HOPPIN', POPPIN' FULL of PE - OPLE Every which way I turn, I turn, I turn THEY FIENIN' FOR MORE In your face, loud bass MUSIC ANTI- BEAT LOW We gonna party it up Meantime you just stuck up on your EGO BRIDGE: MR. TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL. (WHO?) YOU / Just feel the music and let loose / (But Gangstas, they don't dance.) NOT TRUE / Don't worry about THEM. YOU DO YOU / Just ride the bass and how the beat go / Bring this party into the street, YO! / (I don't normally do this) WE KNOW / JUST LET GO OF YOUR EGO! / MR. TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL. (WHO?) YOU / Just feel the music and let loose / (But Gangstas, they don't dance.) NOT TRUE / Don't worry about THEM. YOU DO YOU / Just ride the bass and how the beat go / Bring this party into the street, YO! / (I don't normally do this) WE KNOW / JUST LET GO OF YOUR EGO! / CHORUS: Club Spot, Packed, HOPPIN', POPPIN' FULL of PE - OPLE Every which way I turn, I turn, I turn THEY FIENIN' FOR MORE In your face, loud bass MUSIC ANTI- BEAT LOW We gonna party it up Meantime you just stuck up on your EGO OUTRO: CHILL OUT. chill chill chill chill chill out - chill chill chill

"WHOA!" Intro: Welcome to the TOP 10 COUNTDOWN Yeah I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go Yeah I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go CHORUS: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go VERSE 1: I tried to tell them. They were like "oh" / Now I'm excelling, they be like "Wwwwwhoa" / "That's actually pretty dope" / Thanks alot. I Gotta roll / Hit up the radio and shoot a couple videos / Cd after cd. TIME TO RIP IT every single show / Sign a couple cds and peace out up on the low / While ya'll going clubbing, I'll be dubbing up in my studio / I tried to show them. They were like "coool" / NOW I'M EXPLODING. They be like "Owwww"/ "That's sick!" "Man." "Dude." / "That's wow." "That's you?" / "When did you do all this? You made this? I didn't even have a clue / You told me you did music, but this sounding super smooth / You produced the beat? Makes me wanna move / I can't even front. From the jump, THIS MADE ME GO... / CHORUS: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go VERSE 2: I tried to explain it. But they didn't hear me though / But now I'm bumping, bangin' / EVERYWHERE THEY GO / I guess success could be a little difficult / But did you really have to be sooo skeptical? / But "F" it, yo I put my effort up in every flow / My work ethic got me going non(stop) 24 / Every record sell. Another plaque gold / Don't really wanna rub it in / But I TOLD 'EM SO / Yeah I told them, I'ma blow up. "Man, I don't know" / That's what they told me. Now they dead center, front row / Singing every lyric as I rip it so specific / I barely gotta rap or sing a lick. I could just lip it / But skip it, I'ma zip it. / I'ma let it go / "Who's Sanova man?" (I don't even know) / "Crank this record up. I never heard this song before" / Oh that's Sanova! Never thought, but HE CAN REALLY GO (hard)! CHORUS: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go VERSE 3: I TRIED TO CONVINCE THEM. THEY WERE LIKE "riiiight" / THEY DIDN'T LISTEN. BUT NOW THEY LOOKING LIKE... / "MAN" "DAMN" "That's TIGHT" / (See I knew you'ld go places, make it..) Yeah right / Its funny how when I was coming up, money super light / that you wasn't talking like that. Almost overnight / You changed your tone. Dig my songs. You SUPER SIKED? / Back then you wasn't. Now I'm BUZZIN'! YOU JOKING, RIGHT? / Came Up (with) NO HYPE. "Must be doing something right" / In a business where competition is tight / Where its NOT cool to be different, but its COOL to "BITE" / And everybody racing for recognition on the mic / But why chase the mic, if its sitting here on my right (arm) / No matter where they place me.. I know I'm "Nice" / WHO NEEDS SOME PROOF? / I'ld hit the booth / HAVING 'EM ALL GOING LIKE... / CHORUS: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! UH OH! YEAH I tried to tell them before But they didn't listen Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go

"MY BAD" Intro: I know you've been waiting... And waiting...and waiting... Oops. MY BAD. Just wanted to say "My Bad" for pushing my album back. I was suppose to drop this disc a while back. But somehow I got side tracked. Tick tock, time passed. But life is just like that. You fall off, you climb back. Now I got it down packed. Me losing? I doubt that. (How could someone be BIG and driven, yet so compact? How could someone sound like a million dollars with NO contract? Oops. My Bad. VERSE 1: Much Love to those who had my back / Who never doubted me. In fact / waited patiently a couple years for me to drop a single track / jingle, Rap, acapella. Something for them to slap / in their system and listen and bump it till the speakers cracked / I just want to thank you / Including those who doubted that / I would even make it as far as this. Matter of fact / I have yet to make a splat! / No pun intended. Ha / But i'ma put a pen to pad and after that, no looking back / The way we about to martyr rap / resuscitate and bring it back / I wouldn't be surprised if some who doubted go into cardiac / Shocked by how far i've come up from where I started at / But before you whip out the confetti and all the party hats / I'm "far from done. Just begun." / Yeah. Trademarking that / Mighty Mark's spark is back / (About time)... Can't argue with that / Honestly now looking back / I should've been hooking plaques / Way back when. But thats the past / (My bad. My bad.) / CHORUS: With nothing to lose, I just said "F" it Then I pressed up a couple records / Now they moving by the second (MY BAD) Gave the single to the station Hoping for a little rotation Now I'm bumping across the nation (MY BAD) I meant to pack a gymnasium Not a whole stadium All I can say to them is... Oops. (MY BAD) I'll try not not to do it again, but hey if I do it again (MY BAD) VERSE 2: Oh yall been waiting for me? (yeah) / My my my my my bad / I didn't even know I had / so many people waiting to grab / one of my cds up so fast / Pop it in. Crank it up on blast / (Are you famous yet?)... C'mon. Do you have to ask? / Record bumping out the dash-board of every car you pass / Oh guess that's just my imagination. Imagine that / Me hopping on "my mac" / Coming up with platinum tracks / (Back to back?) BACK TO BACK! / Coppin' plaques by the stacks / It ain't even about the cash or the status or the stats / or the style or the swag or the crowd as they clap / Its the fact that I did it / Even though it took a minute / Couple fans probably left and came back, like still aint finished? / "Let me know when you send it / Out to the radio to spin it / I'll be there requesting "SANOVA" every single minute / Up front row at the show with my hands up just representin' " / Goes to show ya'll believed in me, when I didn't... / CHORUS: With nothing to lose, I just said "F" it Then I pressed up a couple records / Now they moving by the second (MY BAD) Gave the single to the station Hoping for a little rotation Now I'm bumping across the nation (MY BAD) I meant to pack a gymnasium Not a whole stadium All I can say to them is... Oops. (MY BAD) I'll try not not to do it again, but hey if I do it again (MY BAD) BRIDGE: I know you've been waiting... / Anticipating / for me to just blaze them with this music I've been saving / All that I'm saying.. / this for the fans / family and friends / Sorry for the delaying / I know you've been waiting... / Anticipating / for me to just blaze them with this music I've been saving / All that I'm saying.. / this for the fans / family and friends / Sorry for the delaying / I'm such a perfectionist. I keep perfecting this / "Wait a second. Let me add a new record" / I'm such a perfectionist. I keep perfecting this / "Ight. The album's finish. Hold up a second" / I'm such a perfectionist. I keep perfecting this / "My tracklist bigger than I expected" / I'm such a perfectionist. I keep perfecting this / "Cmon Nova. You taking too long..." (MY BAD) / CHORUS: With nothing to lose, I just said "F" it Then I pressed up a couple records / Now they moving by the second (MY BAD) Gave the single to the station Hoping for a little rotation Now I'm bumping across the nation (MY BAD) I meant to pack a gymnasium Not a whole stadium All I can say to them is... Oops. (MY BAD) I'll try not not to do it again, but hey if I do it again (MY BAD) Outro My Bad (16x) For a small few this is like a debut / For a small few this is like a debut / For a small few this is like a debut / But I've been at this for a minute, decade or two /

"REPETITIVE" Intro: I'm back back for the first time ever. I'm back back for the first time never. Watch me gain on them like a Volkswagon Jetta. Watch me rain on them. Better find an umbrella. (Ella ella ella ella ella) Chorus: I turn on the tv. Its all repetitive I crank on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive Same ol' same ol', repetitive Turn on the tv, Repetitive Turn on the radio, Repetitive Every single video, repetitive "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever lived" VERSE 1: I asked my girl why you looking crazy for? / "Cuz you don't like what I like off the radio" / I must testify baby thats a lie / I bump The GAME, Lil' Wanye, even T-pain / I just hate when the music all sounds the same / I just hate when the music all SOUNDS THE SAME / "How much money you got?" / "How many dames you bang?" I'm like "DANG... Ain't nobody coming with flame?" Its like MAN! / You can only rap and sang / about gold chains, cars, cribs, boats and planes / For so long, before you're seen as a clone / Repetitive, repetitive ringtones for your theme songs / "My chain hangs sooo long" / Flip the knob. Same old damn songs / with a similiar beat / Looped on repeat / But everybody's geeked / so maybe its just me... / CHORUS: I turn on the tv. Its all repetitive I crank on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive Same ol' same ol', repetitive Turn on the tv, repetitive Turn on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever lived" VERSE 2: I asked my Boy why you acting crazy for? / "Cuz you don't like what I bump off the radio" / I must testify homie thats a lie / I like some Lupe, Kanye, hey, even some Plies / I just dislike when all of it sounds alike / I just hate when all that shit sounds alike / Another entertainer sanging how he slang on the side / I'm like "DANG... AIN'T NOBODY COMING WITH FIRE?" / Some original material that I could admire / that makes me wanna sing the lyrics. Turn my stereo higher / Not another love song about a (another) girl on the side / So Repetitive, repetitive, repetitive. Why? / "I'M GANGSTA WANKSTA. ARE YOU READY TO DIE"? / Blah blah blah blah. NOBODY BETTER THAN I" / So sick of that shit, I'ma drop me a record / Yo sit real quick. It'll only take me a second.. / CHORUS: I turn on the tv. Its all repetitive I crank on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive Same ol' same ol', repetitive Turn on the tv, repetitive Turn on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever lived" VERSE 3: Repetitive. Repetitive. That song would sound so better if / there were NO VOCALS on it. His adlips ahead of the riff / Can't sit another second with / shit sounding repetitive I gotta write a letter to every record executive / Responsible for "brainwashing" all my friends and all my relatives / They think you gotta be on tv to be on Mount Everest / I will never ever reduce my level of intelligence / To let the media depict my level as a medalist / COMPETITORS, Competitors. / I'm coming like the predator / Product of Marcus Brock, I sware to god, there's NO REPLICA / Encyclopedia britannica, take it out. I'm demanding ya / About to scratch out terms of "famous", "being amateur" / From Panama to Canada / Got fans, like Pamela / Don't believe me? Lets go to Bloomington, Indiana brah / Soon as I bust out a freestyle, people whip out cameras / Girls going crazy! And dude wants to be my manager! / CHORUS: I turn on the tv. Its all repetitive I crank on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive Same ol' same ol', repetitive Turn on the tv, repetitive Turn on the radio, repetitive Every single video, repetitive "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever lived" Outro I'm back back for the first time ever I'm back back for the first time never Watch me gain on them like a Volkswagon Jetta Watch me rain on them. Better find an ___________ I'm back back for the first time ever I'm back back for the first time never Watch me gain on them like a Volkswagon Jetta Watch me rain on them. Better find an umbrella Ella ella ella ella ella ella "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever lived" Repetitive. Repetitive (3x) "I'm the biggest baddest rapper dead or alive that ever __________ " Turn my tv on, ya'll Crank up a radio, dawg Every single video, Nah Same ole' same ole'. You know?

"DID I STUTTER" What a nice day... here on the beach. Intro: Yo I'm sitting under siamese pine trees Yo I'm trippin', seeing chinese people playing chinese checkers No disrespect if you're chinese "Love me long time". "Love me long time". Rewind please. Back then, exes didnt want me Now I'm HOT. They still don't want ME Back then, stereos didnt bump me Now I'm HOT CHORUS: They be like... WHOA! Where he come from? We never heard of SANOVA before. He must be bunk. (Huh?) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter (Nooo) I'm about to BLOW. And if you don't like it, you can suck my big (You know). You slow? (Ohhh) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter VERSE 1: I'm the new Mike Jones / pick up your phone / Call me up. My number's _ _ _ - _ _ _ _. That's my home / My celly ain't on / (Nova's whats wrong?) / Well i'm freaking fucked if Nelly makes applebottom a song / Then "Applebooty" gone / My marketing will be blown / I'll be labeled a clone / Musically disowned / My records will get thrown / Out the window by every radio station and dj that volunteered to first ever put it on... / C'mon! / Now thats just silly / Even though I'm Novacaine. People still feel me / I was born in the south / Belzoni, Mississippi / Raised in the north, so I endorse Chi-city / Myspace.com got me fanbase really / In every part of the world from Canada to Philly / From Panama to Chile. My fanbase keeps building / Marcus R. Brock's hot like a fucking pot of chili / Feel me? / CHORUS: They be like... WHOA! Where he come from? We never heard of SANOVA before. He must be bunk. (Huh?) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter (Nooo) I'm about to BLOW. And if you don't like it, you can suck my big (You know). You slow? (Ohhh) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter VERSE 2: I'm the new Paul Wall baby / Look at my grill / I'm sitting sideways with Mark Rob on Holly Hill / He opened up his crib / For Kasey and the kid / I'm in Dallas, Texas recording Alexis. I'm doing it BIG / True i'm blowing up / I'm KILLING EVERY CUT / Every single, jingle, I sing, flow / They be like "TURN IT UP!" / I squash you like a bug / Please no blood on my lugs / They brand new from the mall / My mama bought them. So what? / I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! / Like that one Eminem cut / I whore the english language like a subliminal slut / My synonyms get stuck / Embedded in your skull / My flow is sick as fuck, like 2 dudes screwing Ru Paul/ My rhymes are off the wall / Hands up like alter call / Surrender. Remember there's no use of fighting it dog / You haters lick a ball / Fans applause / I leave the deaf in awe / They be like "Hecky hecky Nah!" / CHORUS: They be like... WHOA! Where he come from? We never heard of SANOVA before. He must be bunk. (Huh?) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter (Nooo) I'm about to BLOW. And if you don't like it, you can suck my big (You know). You slow? (Ohhh) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter VERSE 3: I'm NOT your normal recording artist / My rap name is SANOVA, but my real name's Marcus / For the longest time I've been bombarded / with constant garbage / Drama with family started / Soon after that, I'm packing the last of my bags. Me and my family parted / I remember sleeping cold nights in abandoned apartments / In Sunset /...And most of them didnt even have no carpet / I wanna write some songs / But no electricity. Too dark (shit) / Don't even get me started / I was poverty's target / Jealous of every artist / whose cd was up in Target / Basically cause to me, their stuff was just fuckin' garbage / So I started to channel rage into my creative department / Thats when the visions started happening / Shit magically started / PROCESSING THROUGH MY HEAD! / Perhaps the Most Lyrical Artist / Freestyle or Pencil Lead / Commercial and conceptive to market / Himself as Independent / The very minute I get myself an image / I'm QUITTING / Till then.../ CHORUS: They be like... WHOA! Where he come from? We never heard of SANOVA before. He must be bunk. (Huh?) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter (Nooo) I'm about to BLOW. And if you don't like it, you can suck my big (You know). You slow? (Ohhh) DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter DID I STUTTER - Did did i stutter BRIDGE: Back then, exes didnt want me Now I'm HOT Back then, stereos didnt bump me Now I'm HOT Back then, exes didnt want me Now I'm HOT Back then, stereos didnt bump me Now I'm HOT WHOA! (Beatboxing Outro )

"TAKE ME" Intro: Every now and then, Switch it up for the Ladies. CHORUS: Are you ready for some love making? Are you ready for loving, baby? I got that love that might leave you aching I got that love that will drive you crazy Have your heart beating fast and pacing I got your body temperature raising If you fieining for me and craving All you got to say is TAKE ME VERSE 1: Baby rest your head / Pass me those legs / You can rub my chest / If I can kiss your neck / I see you kind of stress / I can help relax / Hot candle wax / dripping down your back / You wanna feel it good? / I can give you that / I can slow it down or speed it fast / All you do is ask / I'll put it in your grasp / My baby she got class / But she just WANT IT BAD / The walls shaking mad / You hear her moan and gasp / Hear her scream and cream / Then whisper "Love me back" / She gives a couple slaps / then makes it double clap / Then I make it super wet / just like a bubble bath / She leaking down her lap / She likes the way I tap / She dripping like a faucet. Where my bucket at? / I must of hit her funny bone. She just chuckles, laughs / We go for a couple more hours, then we take a nap / CHORUS: Are you ready for some love making? Are you ready for loving, baby? I got that love that might leave you aching I got that love that will drive you crazy Have your heart beating fast and pacing I got your body temperature raising If you fieining for me and craving All you got to say is TAKE ME VERSE 2: I just woke up / Damn where she at? / She's downstairs. Fixing me a snack / She kiss me on my cheek / As I'm walking pass / I put her on the countertop. A couple plates crash / She picks up a glass / Pours on her. SPLASH! / Wet tshirt. Water dripping off her ass / She whispers "I want you to eat it BAD" / She grabs a banana. Unpeels it, bites it in half / Drops her robe on the stove. Falls back / All you see is my head now between her lap / One leg collapsed / Other one is wrapped / Around me / Round 2, 3. Its a wrap / I come up for air / She arching her back / Her eyes super low / She sooo relaxed / As she about to blow / about to CLIMAX / I hop right on top. Now the kitchen counter is WET / CHORUS: Are you ready for some love making? Are you ready for loving, baby? I got that love that might leave you aching I got that love that will drive you crazy Have your heart beating fast and pacing I got your body temperature raising If you fieining for me and craving All you got to say is TAKE ME VERSE 3: A couple hours pass / She's against the shower glass / BEND OVER FOR NOVA Baby / I'm about to SMASH / Water dripping now down her sexy back / Soap sods disappearing in her booty crack / You hear the water smack? / We making contact / Got the candles lit. Bathroom pitch black / Its getting steamy hot / We sweating real bad / I'm about to "cut her down" / just like a LUMBERJACK / We hoppin' out the shower / Heading to the bed / I'm about to show her power / Yeah make 'em spread / She rotating her head / Licking her lips Now watch me baby. Its all in the hips / She loves the way I dip / In and out the tip / She screaming "TAKE ME BABY". Don't even trip / I won't make it rip / I'll make you super drip / I kiss every inch of her body then I make her twitch / CHORUS: Are you ready for some love making? Are you ready for loving, baby? I got that love that might leave you aching I got that love that will drive you crazy Have your heart beating fast and pacing I got your body temperature raising If you fieining for me and craving All you got to say is TAKE ME Outro: Hope you ready for my love making Get ready for loving, baby I got that love that might leave you shaking I got that love that will drive you crazy Have your heart beating fast, racing YOUR BODY temperature raising When you fieining for me and craving All you got to say is TAKE ME

"THINKING ABOUT YOU" Intro: This one goes out to that special one Who might not be there right now But they're always on your mind CHORUS: You got me thinking about you (thinking about you) Got you heavy on my mind (heavy on my mind) Seems like every place I go I can not runaway Without thinking about you VERSE 1: Yup yup / I'm up in the club / Just partying up / Bartender just poured me this cup / This girl walks up / like "Hey what's good?" / I respond back like (hey whats up) / She's walking up / She struts her stuff / She licks her lips then drops her butt / But I just turn my head, like yup.. / She reached to grab my hand / (DON'T TOUCH) / She starts getting mad, like "Boy you suck" / She writes her number down / "Keep in touch" / And whispers something then she cuts / At the same time, homies roll up / like "THAT GIRL. She was bad as fuck" / "Why didn't you have her roll with us?" / "Casanova must be losing his touch / I just smile. Then I call you up / CHORUS: You got me thinking about you (thinking about you) Got you heavy on my mind (heavy on my mind) Seems like every place I go I can not runaway Without thinking about you VERSE 2: Yup yup / I'm up in a pub / In a bar, in the cut / Black Velvet, starting to tear me up / "Are you really gonna drink so much?" / This waitress says as she walks up / I turn to look at her like (WHAT?) / She looks at me sort of starstruck / "Are you famous yet?... Did did I stut / Wait. Aren't those, AREN'T THOSE YOUR CUTS?" / I'm like Yup. She starts screaming go "HUH" / And freaking out calling her friends up / The truck rolls up / Her friends go nuts / Then people turn around. Small crowd forms up / Then I spit a little flow. Autograph stuff / At the end, they like "Hey Roll with us" / "You can even chill out up in the hot tub" / Then my phone rings... ITS YOU. I PICK UP / CHORUS: You got me thinking about you (thinking about you) Got you heavy on my mind (heavy on my mind) Seems like every place I go I can not runaway Without thinking about you VERSE 3: Yup yup / just hopped on the bus / In a mist of the rush / And the hype and the fuss / All I think about is US / Wish I was there in the flesh / Holding you, Yes. Loving you much / Its driving me nuts I'm without your touch / now but I gotta do a tour. Get a buzz / Slide on the radio. Get me a plug / Rock another show to get me a buck / Right now baby I know it might suck / But hear my voice... KEEP YOUR HEAD UP / Cuz soon I'll be home. Away from the rush / Away from the world. Nobody BUT US / Even in this biz where they advertise lust / Never would do anything to jeopardize trust / NO DISTANCE CAN SEPARATE US / So pick up your phone, cuz I'm calling you up / CHORUS: You got me thinking about you (thinking about you) Got you heavy on my mind (heavy on my mind) Seems like every place I go I can not runaway Without thinking about you (Guitar solo) CHORUS: You got me thinking about you (thinking about you) Got you heavy on my mind (heavy on my mind) Seems like every place I go I can not runaway Without thinking about you

CHOOSE INTRO: NOW COME ON! YOU ALWAYS DO THIS NOW. ITS JUST ONE SHOW! I'M COMING BACK. YOU CAN EVEN MEET ME THERE. VERSE 1: Now I just wanna kick it / But she wanting commitment / But I can not give it / I'm too busy giving every single minute To this music / I'm just trying to do something different/ Instead of doing this routine 9 to 5 / Maybe over time / We can intertwine / But right now I'm on my grind / Respect my wish to "Shine" / Cuz I would never hold you back / In fact I hope you stay on track / When I decide to back my bags to tour sometime / Help me ya'll I'm dying. / Cuz babygirl a "dime" / But I've been waiting a lifetime, a LIFETIME to ah / Nevermind / Nah you don't understand / cuz you got all these plans of me being Your Man / But damn boo / This could be HUGE / I wish you could just show support / But still you refuse / I hate to loose you / Now that's the truth / But put yourself in my shoes / Now what would you do? / CHORUS: Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose VERSE 2: Sorry I ain't hit you back / I was too busy dropping these vocals on this track / I was gonna call right back / But I got too wrapped up recording to this and that / Just got your message. Why you so pissed and mad? / Why you so upset? / I bet if you would let me Do my thing and live my dreams, instead of steadily 'sweating me' / Bet we / Wouldn't be going through what we going through / But you too stubborn to compromise / Knowing you / I wish you knew what it was like / Trying to bring life to the lyrics of my life / NOT QUITE THAT HARD / My Mic's my broad / God. This is my dream. Why can't you just applaud / And just be happy for me / (just be happy for me) 2x Just be happy for me believing in my own ability to PROVE / Instead of giving me an ultimatum. / EITHER WAY I LOSE / DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE / CHORUS: Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose VERSE 3: (Voicemail #1) HELLO? / Where you go? / Babe pick up your phone. I'm about to do my show / I know it don't pay much, but its exposure. You know? / Wish me good luck. I'll tell you how good it go / (Voicemail #2) Calling you back / Its pretty loud. I know / I'm just at the hotel now partying next door / The show went great / The crowd felt it from the go' / Wish you could've been there... [*low battery sfx] Damn my battery low / (Voicemail #3) Just getting back / Its like 12 till 2 / I'm starting to worry. I haven't heard from you / I called your family, friends. They nervous too / Just a couple text messages... Words would do / I know our relationship hasn't been perfect boo / But making this music's gonna be so worth it. Oooh! / I just turned on the tube (Tv) and came across the news / There was a trainwreck / Hope up a sec. / ITS YOU!! / CHORUS: Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose / Between the two I'm digging her, but I'm feeling you I'll be real with you I can't decide / I tried and I tried / I'm just telling the truth Don't make me choose (LOCATION: At Hosipital) VERSE 4: Doctors say you gonna be OKAY / Hope you can hear me. Don't you leave me Babe / You gonna 'pull through'. Make no mistake / You're NOT suppose to leave till we're old and grey / (Pause) You just rest and lay / I'll be sitting right here, soon as you wake / WAIT! / Why the lines go straight? / DOCTOR DO SOMETHING! / Can't you change her fate? / (LOCATION: At Cemetery) They Said you were gonna be ok / Why you have to leave? Why you leave me babe? / You should've never boarded that train / (You would be Alive) / I'M THE ONE TO BLAME! / Nothing alive can ease the pain / I'm standing here in the POURING RAIN! / CALLING YOUR NAME! / Just trying to get through / If I could rewind time, I would just choose.... YOU / Outro: (Speeding Car in the rain)

"RUSHING TO NOWHERE" CHORUS: I'm rushing to nowhere / Heading nowhere fast With a bottle in my hand / Jack Daniels in my flask I'm hitting the highway / Speed Limit at my back Without a care in this world / cuz i'm just rushing right on pass Feels like I'm RUSHING TO NOWHERE (NOWHERE Nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere) I'm RUSHING TO NOWHERE TOO FAST (Too fast, too fast, too fast) VERSE 1: In the driving lane / sits a man insane / With a heavy brain / NOVACAINED / Alot of strain / ALOT OF PAIN! / Pop the name / Yup. POP THEM VEINS / Popularity came with the "pot" and "caine" / Then the climate changed / then the thunder bangs / In the pouring rain / FLASH OF LIGHT / Claimed his life / SPEEDING TRAIN / Twisted frame / IN A DITCH / Body Hits / The grassy plain / SOUL SOARS / Above the planes / Evil burns / In the devil's flames / The air smells of tire burn / Point is of no return / When will HE learn? / When will YOU learn? / Will YOU learn? / CHORUS: He's rushing to nowhere / Heading nowhere fast With the bottle in his hand / Jack Daniels in his flask He's hitting the highway / Speed Limit at his back Without a care in this world / cuz he's just rushing right on pass He's RUSHING TO NOWHERE (NOWHERE Nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere) He's RUSHING TO NOWHERE TOO FAST (Too fast, too fast, too fast) VERSE 2: When she hits the stage, her clothes hits the floor / When she hits the pole, they crave for more / And more / AND MORE / JUST TAKE IT OFF! / She's stripping for her little baby boy / He's only 4 / A momma's boy / Cuz daddy's somewhere in Illinois / She's out in Vegas / Working for / Some local club / Below her floor / Has a great view on July the 4th / Fireworks above the corner store / Every block though, a corner whore / Right before / "IT'S SHOWTIME" / She does a line to ease her mind / When will SHE learn? / When will YOU learn? / Will YOU learn? / CHORUS: She's rushing to nowhere / Heading nowhere fast With the bottle in her hand / Jack Daniels in her flask She's hitting the highway / Speed Limit at her back Without a care in this world / cuz she's just rushing right on pass She's RUSHING TO NOWHERE (NOWHERE Nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere) She's RUSHING TO NOWHERE TOO FAST (Too fast, too fast, too fast) VERSE 2: The same routine everyday he got / He wakes up. Grabs his glock / Hits the block / "Sets up shop" / The spot is "hot" with undercover cops / The money's calling, so HE NEVER STOPS / Plus people fiening for what he's got / His pants never fail to sag or drop / Cuz his pockets full of FAT ASS KNOTS! / Across the street and down the block / Rumors whisper "Judas" plots / Jealous haters tippin' cops / Van pulls up. Sliding door POPS / He starts to run / They yell "STOP!" / Dead end street.. / Another brother caught / When will HE learn? / When will YOU learn? / Will YOU learn? / CHORUS: We're rushing to nowhere / Heading nowhere fast With the bottle in our hand / Jack Daniels in our flask We're hitting the highway / Speed Limit at our back Without a care in this world / cuz we're just rushing right on pass We're RUSHING TO NOWHERE (NOWHERE Nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere) We're RUSHING TO NOWHERE TOO FAST (Too fast, too fast, too fast) OUTRO CHORUS: I'm rushing to nowhere / Heading nowhere fast With a bottle in my hand / Jack Daniels in my flask I'm hitting the highway / Speed Limit at my back Without a care in this world / cuz i'm just rushing right on pass I'm RUSHING TO NOWHERE (NOWHERE Nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere) STOP! RUSHING TO NOWHERE (3X)

EXPOSURE VERSE 1: I'm staring deep up in this mirror / Can't help with getting OLDER / Maybe I should just give this up / I'm losing my composure / Music ain't getting me nowhere / Remotely closer / From where I first started / I swear I'm turning bipolar / One minute, I'm driven / Next minute, Im convinced its over / Maybe I'm just fooling myself / HOLD UP! / "What you talking about Nova? Stay focused. YOU A SOLIDER / Just Keep at it. You'll become EPIC" / Yeah yea I know but.. / Can't help but FEEL like my ambition has slowed up / To tell you the truth, I hit the booth and I just froze up / Mind is so clouded. No doubt about it and I'm SO STUCK / If only this "OUTLET" could somehow just help me COME UP come up come up / Call it wishful thinking... but so what / This is what I'm good at. Shit's gonna help me BLOW UP / But then I check my wallet. God only got $4 bucks / And no car / and so far its been raining. and I'm soaked up / CHORUS: You can think that its over / Say its the END But this is the closest I've ever been All I need is EXPOSURE / (All I need is just a little, just a little Exposure) All I need is EXPOSURE / (All YOU need is just a little, just a little Exposure) VERSE 2: Walking down this windy road / cuz Life's a Rollercoaster / But I know everything'll be straight / Once its all over / Hey I'm just trying to get there, but things are moving slower / For every inch I move up, 6 feet I fall LOWER / Its like the exact opposite of everything I hoped for / But ironically, whats suppose to stop you, just makes you go more / Maybe I'm just dreaming / Just a bunch of folklore / But at the end of the day, sometimes you just GOTTA GO FOR IT! / Hey you never know boy / You might even just BLOW UP / So go and never slow up / Step your flow up / GET YOUR DOE UP / And even if you mess up / Don't you stress / Don't YOU FOLD UP / Enough with these excuses and the questions and the 'holdups'/ Even if they hating on you / Doubting you. You know what? / You continue doing you. / Believe in yourself. Just go NUTS / But then you tell all your love ones all the ideas that roll up / Expecting them to listen, but some of them be like "SO WHAT?" / CHORUS: You can think that its over / Say its the END But this is the closest I've ever been All I need is EXPOSURE / (All I need is just a little, just a little Exposure) All I need is EXPOSURE / (All YOU need is just a little, just a little Exposure) BRIDGE: I feel I'm getting closer / Everything is kosher / I can't give this all up / Not now. NO SIR! / I'm about this close.. Yup / Brock about to Blow up / I'ma show you the reason why they call me SUPERNOVA / Don't you feel you're closer? / Everything is kosher? / You can't give this all up / Not now. NO SIR! / You about this close.. Yup / God you about to Blow up / Time to show them the reason why they call you a SUPERNOVA / CHORUS: You can think that its over / Say its the END But this is the closest I've ever been All I need is EXPOSURE / (All I need is just a little, just a little Exposure) All I need is EXPOSURE / (All YOU need is just a little, just a little Exposure) VERSE 3: With such a blurry vision, its hard to stay focused / But sooner or later, even haters will have to take notice / Most will think you're hot / Some will not / mediocre. / But thats just the price of fame trying to gain that EXPOSURE / Paparazzi shooting, while you're autographing posters / Now you're doing movies. Groupies wishing to get closer / Things are moving faster / Sponsors. Promoters. / Now you're plastered up on every billboard that they throw up / Some claim that you've changed now.. Ever since you blew up / They starting to say you went "HOLLYWOOD" / Forgot where you grew up / A few hoping you fallon your face and "you just screw up" / You came from the bottom, but can't relate anymore. You just TOO UP / You said you would never do what you did on your "new cut" / (RAP ABOUT MONEY) / You just sold out for a cool buck / You joke you were happier when you were just brokier / But then reality hits / You stop dreaming / Then you WOKE UP /