The 4 Track Sessions: Volume 2

by Grades Of Absolute Truth

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INTRO (G O A T) don't talk until you walk...& don't speak until you think cause this life don't always give you what you need VERSE I (G O A T) starin' out the window, thinkin' 'bout my kinfolk hearin' voices through the screen, screamin' as the wind blows how much further will we go 'til we realize that we're alone lovin' life, but livin' like the end's in sight when we're home, but it ain't - make no mistake - gotta play my role & be strong stand my ground, clear my clouds, think about how far we've gone can't look back now, hope my parents are proud every compliment that I get, I give to you a huge smile couple of different ladies on my mind - feelin' guilty about it trouble awaits me everywhere, ain't even tryin' to lie about it ...raven on my shirt, mirrored by a white bird Novel-T, P-O-E, three6t directed me to make the purchase, it was worth it, speakin' loudly - no words depth through silence - curiosity killed the kitten first sight blurred, thoughts smeared, french-kissin' a bottle of Beam flight booked, feeling cramped, tightly gripping my dreams CHORUS (G O A T) don't talk until you walk, don't speak until you think cause this life don't always give you what you need gotta keep on searchin', gotta keep on lurkin' gotta keep on workin', gotta keep on flourishin' don't talk until you walk & don't speak until you think gotta keep on searchin', gotta keep on lurkin' gotta keep on workin', gotta keep on flourishin' VERSE II (J Gray) I keep my feets to the grindstone, the peace and the vibe slow increasing the quality, but we keeping the price low & me, I'm in my zone, so when you see your boy working catch me in the lab with a pad & a closed curtain for certain Mr. Killer on an instrumental in the middle of a couple projects, a pen or pencil in a tight grip, in a fight with my own mentals I might be the right type when I write, but no dimples I'm a hard work addict...minimal hint of magic I hit a track immaculate & drop the mic & get to packing I'm out the back with the knapsack & a wife who understands that I'll never grow accustomed to the life I’m a mess...I fold blunts for stress & never tote the heat, but I'm lightin' up your chest, yeah it's not a hollow tip, it ain't about the dollars kid it's rolling down streets & up sleeves to work all of it CHORUS (G O A T) VERSE III (Penjamin Franklin) like I'm moving close to light speed with visions of my scene as I'm passing through life mixed with blurs of dreams & I'm chasing my passion & rocking mics on the low key when I need to just blast 'em, numbing they pain like it's codeine life happens & the devil starts to intervene facing demons on the daily, I can't let him see me weak so the grip's tight, shoes laced, problems ready to face as I keep the faith headstrong & watch 'em embrace never safe from my own self, that changes today no longer in my own hell, that problem's dead & gone away in the league of impossible, I risk it to the edge cause when your god-given gifted folk there is no ledge close call, road off, safe from the crime scene lyrics left a fingerprint, enough to make your mind think those who don't feel it, middle finger for the time being tight grip, can't slip, ducking from your high beams CHORUS (G O A T) OUTRO (G O A T) ...gotta keep on...gotta keep on ...gotta keep on...gotta keep on
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INTRO (G O A T & J Gray) on, on, & on with if you say so I heard the starting gun, but where's this race to? until we get it done, we should lay low, but I'm so underground that I'm volcano so turn a page, turn a phrase, & turn it all around ...& follow me down VERSE I (J Gray) take it down to the basement we be givin' the rap game a facelift like...dead broke around uppity folk you know we stay close to the basics guitar cases & bass lines in the waves of a melody 3 soulful hip-hop rockheads minimal hit of metal please ain't telling me nothing, backbeat I'm bustin'...disgusting sick with a quip from the hip right quick yeah, even when I'm dusted with that pine scent, my minds bent & that there sunrising's horizon is inspiring him to use violins...right then, when it goes... CHORUS (G O A T & J Gray) turn a page, turn a phrase, & turn it all around ...& follow me down VERSE II (G O A T) gonna warn you now, don't follow me don't copy G & don't bother...leave all of yall quit commenting on, on, & on like you mocking me from the breath I breathe to the food I eat, seeds I plant & footprints I leave I'll admit right now that I dig too deep a downfall of mine, but at least I see OCD, labeled a freak not quite free, but I'm u...nique I'm a rough-cut diamond, shinin', grindin', but still stuck in debris a nightmare in your beauty sleep chaos is calming to me compare it to a little Grey Goose mixed into your green tea CHORUS (G O A T & J Gray) so turn a page, turn a phrase, & turn it all around ...& follow me down VERSE III (Penjamin Franklin) follow me to the spaceship let's all blast off from this ancient & please grab all of the strange kids no need for the complainers my hair's thin like my patience humans need some arranging & let's face it, yall waited I can't believe we all made it now that we're here, let's praise it make it clear, no hazy no faking or hatin' or what have you done for me latelys it's all love, no breaking hearts & minds the same wavelength we travel time & still waste it like the one rhyme we keep saying CHORUS (G O A T & J Gray) so turn a page, turn a phrase, & turn it all around ...& follow me down
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INTRO (G O A T) ooo...when I think about you I've been thinkin' 'bout you way too much lately VERSE I (Penjamin Franklin) when I think about you, girl & that sweet smell & that purty skin soft shell, I want us mo' than friends oh well, that's just how it is hard to breathe, but I know I'll live take a part of me every time you dip taste ya scent & I can feel ya lips making hard for me to live like this when i think about you, girl, my troubles seem to mute you're the only thang my brain will even let itself compute & I'm scared to death that you don't feel the same way friends take bets I'll never see the day stuck alone & in disarray searching for the right words to say lost & confused & will i get it right or do i play to lose? either way, I'm gonna make a move & tell ya how I feel & that i care for you, be there for you that's how it is & so I pray one day you'll get it & when i think about you, girl, feels like my heart is missing I want you with me miss, three kids & a picket fence two dogs, mini van for trips, a yard with acreage got me in denial like an atheist so either come to me or please make it quit I'm tired of dreamin' of a world where you don't exist CHORUS (G O A T) ooo...when I think about you...when I think about you ...when I think about you...when I think about you ...when I think about you, yeah... VERSE II (J Gray) when I think about you, I flash a smile I never had in my life I look around this old world, these girls got nothing on my wife I think about God, how art works, how the shape shifts in the light how the curvature of them earthen eyes make my rocket want to ignite I think about you, I think about a thousand blessings forget about the mess that I made in my younger years with a hundred beers & a million questions & my quest ends & my dream sits under snares right ‘fore that bass hits kick connect to my heartbeat 'til I'm gushin' all on these pages or I'm cooking up in that kitchen...dinner done but I'm bakin' still the same one you first met, yet we grow, we change & that's beautiful & that's deep - it's teaching both of us patience so I'm paintin' all of my dreams with Sarah in 'em...& that’s maintenance you the A to Z in my alphabet - figure 8 turned sideways, my shotgun in that Bonnie seat when I'm Clyde-in' out with my high ways when I'm irate, you the valium...deep breath, my ten count, my medication, my meditation, my home safe where it goes doooown CHORUS (G O A T) VERSE III (G O A T) when I'm up in the bed with you, love is immeasurable, everything's alright although it seems I'm in a dream, I hope I don't wake up after this night & when I get up, all my problems gon' be still there, but when I'm witchu, little lady, I just don't care it's rare...for me to feel like this about a female matter of fact, my mentality's never been here & I try to stray my brain away from things that derail my thoughts, but hey I can't blame nobody, but myself - you help me stay sane through the worst of rain, hey what can I say, I fiend for the way she stares at me over the top of her glasses, gotta remind myself to breathe & I love it when I find bobby pins all over my crib on my couch, under my pillows, behind & under my bed I've told you before, when you want it, girl, you ain't gotta waste time clinch your fist in my hair, push my head down south of your waist line yes maam, I wanna please you in every way I can understand...it's simple...permanently...I wanna be your man... CHORUS OUT (G O A T) when I think about you, gotta remind myself to breathe when I think about you, you're the one I want to bear my seed I've been thinkin' 'bout you way too much lately, baby you take me away from the pain when I think about you, gotta remind myself to breathe when I think about you, you're the one I want to bear my seed I've been thinkin' 'bout you way too much lately, baby you take me away from the pain ...you take me away from the pain ...you take me away from the pain ...away from the pain
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VERSE I (G O A T) started this thang many years ago the passion was hot, now the flame is cold never dreamed it would change & lose the glow 100% committed to the weather though through the clouds & rain & the lightning bolts the ice & sleet & the blinding snow throw me floods & mud & I'll juggle those if you're addicted to the highs, you better LOVE the lows give attention to one & the other grows all green grass fades, the fence never holds it's time to uproot, move, & rediscover hope it's been one long helluva dusty road & so... CHORUS (Penjamin Franklin) thanks for the time, but I'm done - I'll keep the memories sick of fightin' all the time, sharing broken hearts & injuries ridin' every line until we crossed it individually so done with it all, baby, i just want the memories the good times & smiles, baby, I'll just keep the memories thanks for your time, but I'm done - I'll keep the memories thanks for your time, but I'll leave - just taking memories I'm so done with it all, baby, I just want the memories VERSE II (Penjamin Franklin) of course I appreciate a moment for what it is & the light that came about from all the darkness deep within & my right to think about it however I choose to feel & to pick up all my broken pieces start to rebuild & learn from my mistakes, then grow 'em to some different lengths with full progression forever be my only intent I'm sorry I'm to blame, but I can't help the way it ends it's like none of us can change the weather patterns of the wind & see we blown apart as far as two ships can get thanks for your time, I'll take the memory, alleviate risk it seems so long ago, that's simply because it is & you think that we was grown, but nope, we not even friends, damn CHORUS (Penjamin Franklin) VERSE III (J Gray) my first mind intends to murder you verbally as the monster I became the day you turned on me, but then it just occurred to me this hurt in me is nothing compared to them stairs you helped me carve out vertically (to the One I am) and that's a purpose that I certainly missed when I first admitted that you held me under cursedly burdened with addiction after pleasure, which you offered wouldn't fix me and I'd only place my focus on the worst of things, but I burst at seams now with a dream that seems more simple & free & I don't trip at why nobody's ever heard of me you put me in my place...grateful to be nobody now watching this karma come around in perfect circuitry...yeah CHORUS (Penjamin Franklin)

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The second of a multi-volume collaboration series.

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released January 22, 2019

Vocals Written & Performed by G O A T (Justin Griffith), J Gray (Jason Gray), & Penjamin Franklin (Thomas Clark)
All Music Written & Performed by Stephen Goodson

Vocals Recorded & Edited by G O A T at The Intelligent South
Music Recorded by Stephen Goodson

Mixed & Mastered by Sean P - djseanp.com

Cover Design & Photography by Katrina Timmons

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