Without We Rocky Bird/ Real Game All Lyrics" a couple dudes "Look at that Pride, Look at that Pride, Look at that Pride" a couple dudes "Look at that Pride, Look at that Pride, Look at that Pride" Guess who's back, back again Burn and Beals, tell a friend Burn is back Beals is back Burn is back Beals is back Burn is back Beals is back Burn is Back Verse 1 (Big Burn) yo it's me, on an Eminem Beat and i brought Beals to dispense the heat we're back for the first track since Chiefing cause ya'll can't live without him or me mix a little funk and a dab of the trek with Big to the Burn, and what do u get? No-Nonsense with every breath local vets murdering the alphabet the nice shy kid who swallowed a broom grew into the elephant in the room a filthy agnostic amongst Catholics polluting the holy water on Xmas but hey man, that's just me Handless masturbation at 13 the most foul mouth rapper in the scene with shock value that's beyond obscene there's, a concept that works a thousand other local rappers emerge no matter how many fish in the scene it'd be so empty without me Chorus 2x Big Burn & Beals back in the scene So everybody, just follow we Cause we need some creativity Cause it feels so empty without we Verse 2 (Beals) Anytime i turn on the tv anymore I feel like a fat dude, watching a fat dude explore all the dumb shit that they tell you you need to buy new car drive far on your phone called "I" must have everything that i see on tv if i dont have it how can i still be happy-ness is how you dress If that were true id be a bloody mess All my veins and muscles exposed on the outside my inside is all you see'd with your eyes, besides thats all we are anyway id look better anyway dont cha say Dont forget to be afraid of the daily news fake issues, hardos and, gurus they mold you into a close minded fool feed on your anger as a dirty fuel I always try to stay true to who i am A target market fighting machine for uncle sam? Hell no! I'd rather kick it with big burn Cause he's nastier than howard stern Verse 3 (Beals & Big Burn) Dudes Day 2011 My first rap song hip hop erection Beals was born, spit out my first verse felt like I bought myself a new sexy purse I performed one show at one time Don't give me that nickel man, give me dat dime Now Beals is a household name to adore hear my songs at a reasonable volume in a grocery store it was august of 2k 3 + 3 when big burn came to be went to cedars falls with my buddy cracking jokes about burnin trees got home, dusted off my 10 dollar mic started to write all through the night not sure why inspiration struck but rap started to become a drug drinking blunts/smoking 40s was born it may have been raw, but my confidence formed quite the evolution I must say so burnin dem trees to the milkshake video i may not be famous or a millionaire but im proud that i put myself out there life contains infinite unlived lives and i'll never regret picking up the mic

Burning Dem Trees, 10 year anniversary. REMIX Verse 1 Yo it's Big to the motherfucking Burn Known to a select few as furn Been away from the rap game for a while Now I'm back with a innovative new style There was a time I was scared of the ganja A timid wee tyke that couldn't conjure Ideas of blazing dat weed But now I'm in love with Burnin them trees It all happened when a man named Zed Introduced me to herb making my eyes red As time progressed I was getting paranoid So annoyed I pumped Josh's ass with steroids Shit man, my brain was so cooked I looked to see if I shook those crooks So fly I managed to get away My broke ass will live to see another day That's when we made the long trek home Where the chimney smoking Beves roam Chorus 2x Big Burn Be Burning dem Trees, Be Burning dem Trees I said Big Burn Big Burn, Be Burning dem Trees Big Burn Be Burning dem Trees, Be Burning dem luscious Trees Verse 2 I'm the Chimney master so just face it We get plastered, we get wasted So much faster than those pacing You know those bastards and they're chasing Burn's a rapper, burns without pennies Beve Murder's a master, breathes out chimneys Short hitter, long hitter, motherfucking bong killer Joint smoker, blunt smoker, Murn's here funs over Big Burn has said that his head is best With his beautiful tree in chest At least he's putting weed to the test Others said that he's beating at beast Booking, killing, venomous deeds Smoking, burning, millions of trees Forests robbed of their green prestige Don't you worry we be leaving the seeds Chorus 3X

Verse 1 hey big burn grow up and start a family all your facebook friends are married with babies the American dream is yours for the taking give up and live vicariously fuck that not gonna lay the mic down yet too many demons to get off my chest too much youthful exuberance left to cash my loneliness insurance check Like New Hope I can feel the walls caving in wish I could see a ray of hope coming in the sad irony of a marketing major that can't get his fucking music heard 8 years in this motherfucking game and i got a measly 200 fans to my name? the world crushed my dreams into powdered form i'd change careers but my dick's to small for porn Chorus 2x got a lot of shit to dump off my chest an introvert with topics to address so please sit back while I confess the musings of a melancholic mess Verse 2 props to my grandpa he's so successful built a company from the ground up a self made man with good business sense it's a shame that i'll never live up to it how depressing that i have urges to quit when my career hasn't started yet this is supposed to be my fucking prime but i'm just another fruitless rap paradigm 30 years old is drawing nigh so if this shit's gonna happen now is the time reality is rappers don't age well looking to youtube for that magic spell i pray that milkshake will be my viral savior blow up like hopsin have my own tour go for the gusto full fucking bore and have skeptics doubt me nevermore Bridge quarter life crisis I know it's cliché but the grim idea of death infiltrates my thoughts every minute of every day and my 21 grams are melting away it sounds fucked up but sometimes i wish i wasn't wearing my seat belt when i hit that brick wall in that accident dead on arrival for the ambulance Verse 3 alas i'm still stuck here on earth please pass that resident evil herb cause I need to escape from this fucked up world sit and watch the vapors from the vape pen swirl spent years developing good friendships what difference does it really make when people move on go their separate paths next time they see my name is an obit paragraph Walter White like seething resentment keeps growing I can't seem to stop it hope keeps getting crushed by my fears ashamed to look in the god damn mirror the aliens from my dad's anecdote should finish what they started 30 years ago abduct me like in fire in the sky operate on my brain see what's wrong with my mind

Intro (Joe Murnan) The image will be seared into my brain for the rest of my living days. As I walked by the patio door, all I thought was… two moons? There isn’t a starry night that goes by that I don’t think about it. Verse 1 (Big Burn) December 11th 1982 I'll remember that day till I rest in my tomb an insignificant Saturday Night Turned into the day that changed my life It was a frigid 18 degrees so I stayed in turned on the TV screen to a scary movie about Siamese Twins little did I know real horror would begin Went to the fridge to grab a refreshment gazed out and saw two fluorescent objects floating in the sky an image forever seared in my mind My first thought was how is there two moons? I soon realized they're like Audrey II (Feed me) Fear coursed through my veins I came to grips I had something from outer space in my midst Chorus 2x December 11th, 1982 I saw two fuchsia objects shaped like the moon where they came from, guess we'll never know But I can tell you that we're not alone Verse 2 (Big Burn) Holy shit what am I to do next? I need to calm down take a real deep breath they'll think you're crazy unless you get a witness so I had to call my neighbor Phyllis Why the hell are you calling at this hour? because I've had a close encounter of the first Kind now it's time to blow your mind hurry on outside and look in the sky Joe you're crazy I didn't see shit! Ted just thinks you're on a acid trip check one more time it's right above your house drop the ice cream get your fat ass off the couch she went outdoors came back to phone her inflection told me she's white as a ghost I just saw it that's all she could say then she hung up the phone in utter dismay Chorus 2x Bridge (Big Burn) How am I spose to protect my family? what's a gun gonna do besides make them angry My life started to flash before my eyes is tonight gonna be the night that I die? what in God's green earth do they want? to abduct and experiment on us? i dont know, but I need to make a plan joe think how do I get out of this jam Verse 3 (Big Burn) call the cops maybe they can help me Hello what is it that you need there's UFOS above my property please come out here and bring the artillery ohh those they're just helicopters rustling cattle in the pastures well, the cops weren't gonna help i'm gonna have to deal with this myself all of sudden they met in the sky and split apart at the speed of light the whole sky lit up like it was daytime the craziest thing i'd seen in my life lucky turn of events I guess you could say I wonder if they'll ever come back to pay a visit with any unfinished business now I know we must survive in coexistence Chorus 2x Outro (Joe Murnan) There was two of them, and they were not from this planet.

#INTRO Teddy told me that in Greek, nostalgia literally means "The pain from an old wound." It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone This device isn't a spaceship, it's a time machine It goes backwards, and forwards It takes us to a place where we ache to go again #BRIDGE I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) #VERSE Here's a story of a bad ass car Not just any car, a Daytona charger Now let's go to the start And find out why it's so close to the heart Back in 1980 my Dad Scraped up every single penny he had To buy that coveted mean lean Beautifully divine green machine After that it was years of labor Restoring it back to its prime layers Spent our summers with man named Dean The beginnings of a father and son team I'll never forget hurting my knee After dropping my bike on the street After countless hours it was complete And we took it back to Neb City #CHORUS There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same #BRIDGE I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) #VERSE Went to shows all over the country Kicking ass, taking names, collecting trophies Transparent trailer for transport Fit so tight you'd almost scratch the door Went to KC & Des Moines the most I'll never forget that treasure trove Of memories, ohh so vividly Not to mention theme park ecstasy Adventureland and Worlds of Fun Outside all day burnt from the sun Riding the Mamba for the first time Making faces in the "funny mirror" line Trips sadly stopped as time went on Bogged down with adult responsibilities Procuring abilities, I'd kill to relive those memories #CHORUS There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same #BRIDGE I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) #VERSE September 25th of 11 The day's finally come, it feels like heaven My Dad let me drive the Daytona Can't imagine a more perfect coda We cruised on down to Highway 2 60 degrees, a gorgeous afternoon Windows down and hair in the breeze Before you knew it I handed back the keys I was so proud that I earned his trust I got to drive the winged muscle Life came full circle, for that I'm eternally grateful I have one last thing I want to say Dad I'll love you till my dying day You made me the man I am today It's thanks to you and mom I'll be ok #CHORUS There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same There's something inside you, there's something inside you It's hard to explain, it's hard to explain They're talking about you boy, they're talking about you boy But you're still the same

Yo Big Burn, where have you been? You haven't slayed a track in sweltering min-ute What is the deal? Sequestered yourself in your crib like a ringed seal Is it cause Milkshake didn't work out? Or all your girlfriends ripped your heart out? Where is that classic Murn passion? That fueled your craft and caused eargasms? All good questions voice in my head But this is the hardest year of my life yet You could fill 9 buckets with tears I've shed I love you Andrew and I'll never forget You and your radiant smile Which you passed down to your beautiful child I wish you could see Lily right now bro So adorbs it turns my heart into playdough Gave me a hug and said she loved me And turned my eyes all kinds of misty So as hard as it is I'll strive To be happy and fully live life I know that's what you would really want Embrace the glow emanating from the sun Why do you think I picked a beat so crunk? It's like A Wimoweh mixed with Uptown Funk Cause today I don't want to mourn your death I want to celebrate your life and profess My love the best way that I know how With poetry over beats, that Big Burn sound What better way for me to find catharsis? Than our Number 1 shared interest? If you've been through some hard times I hope you took this from these rhymes Make sure you appreciate every day Cause time will have his fancy tomorrow or today

Chorus 2x I want to play the drum In such a crazy way And everyone around will say You ought to here him play Verse 1 name's big burn I can't play the drums so listen to the rhythm flowing from my lungs it's verbal warfare, load your guns spit the wisdom of philosophical tongues priorities, an important cause vagabond looking for an iphone charge is all i see in these ugly streets utterly useless in society never spit bullshit i'm all about the facts your pandora algorithms are out of wack sack on sack crime one of many inside jokes in my mind that im down to drop at any given time cause this song's not for u it's for me yes its mine i'd kill myself with formaldehyde but i lack the constitution for suicide life imitates art art imitates life reciprocity keeps em both alive ohh I wish I could go back in time and earnestly listen to my mom's lullabies Chorus 2x Verse 2 The king of non sequiturs yes im back world order's restored LeBron's with the Cavs Maniac mansion tentacle rape Even in 8 bit women still aren't safe how to cheer up a man that lost stakes? a gorgeous Katie's Cakery Cake the next voyager they send into space best contain the Paris Hilton sextape I've got aphorisms I can spew for days a thin line between original and cliché my record is 5 movies in a day a burgeoning cinephile protégé aging and passion are at odds specially when your souls locked in a garage pensively think about the uncaused cause at my parents house while watching the stars Chorus Bridge - I'll play and play and play and play some more as no on ever played the drums before Verse 3 Motherfuck that Kimye bankroll i'ma get Gunther the IV cash flow i know that might sound overblown but rap's intertwined with braggadocio i'm more technical than mango's fox Crunching syllables call me Captain Crunch walking talking paradox Woah, that's pretty heavy Doc my soul's tortured like Nauman's clown i'm begging to be euthanized into the ground like aria with the hound put me out of my damn misery now Existential nihilism that's my jam insignificant like a grain of sand cryogenically freeze me stop my breath wake me when they find a cure for death Chorus

Intro (SHAQ) - They wanted me to come down here and do one thing and that was take care of business I assured him that I would do that. The people that know know me they know what time it is and they know what the Diesal is coming to do. Period, Pureud. PERIOD. Chorus Big Burn sitting in the club ordered me a big mac you think i gotta stub? dick bigger than Shaq chillin strait VIP popping old dusty pussy chicks looking for a fist sippin on arbor mist Beals sitting in the club ordered me a big mac you think i gotta stub? dick bigger than Shaq chillin strait VIP popping old dusty pussy dudes looking for a fist sippin on arbor mist (Verse 1) Big Burn HOLY FUCK, I’m fresh out of rubbers send for delivery from my son's mother fully deodorized with my collar popped finna film a soap, as the pussy pops. a lousy week, fired from my senate seat rolling in da club with fruit roll ups on fleek fornication nation, that's where my dome's at hoes lucky if they fit the whole shaft there’s a hot Latina in the corner pants bulging with dat big clit boner she asked me, is it alright if I leak? Hell nah bitch ya ain't messing up my sheets! After I ditched that freaky bitch I saw a fly dude out the corner of my eye sporting a dress down spider man shirt I knew then I had a wingman to help me flirt Chorus (Verse 2) Beals Rolling in this escalade, a wild party escapade but I got to be home by ten, cause my mom wants her car back then I told Felicia, I'd meet ya, at your house tonight Don’t bother picking me up, you’re a lame ass mother get out of my sight damn gurl, I guess I’ll go with me, myself, and I she said that’s fine id rather have sex with that American Psycho guy wait in line for 4 hours, $45 dollar whiskey sours, wish I could bring a hot chick home like my man king bowser finally got inside, I’m walking with a stride time to give these bitches a ride, wait why these walls all covered in pride is this the wrong club or is this destiny? not listening to pac or biggie but backstreet and nsync then I saw this guy with a killer tie looking so fly and I had to wonder why what the hell you doing in a club like this he said I just kissed a dude that’s a miss dang man why don’t I be your wing man he said I’m a fan that’s how this night began two dudes without a plan Chorus Verse 3 Big Burn I’m certainly not fucking transphobic but that's not the way my dick swings when i hold it pulpit, that's where I hold my pimp sermons as my dick dangles amongst a pack of virgins Beals but how come you’re all alone tonight? Where’s the ladies man ? they ain't in sight? one thing you must get right, as your wingmen you must follow my advice i know what we gotta do if you want that pussy to pop three shots of booze and some rubber glue so your inebriation won’t stop Big Burn now we’re fucked up but who are we kidding? we're chillin in an empty club arbor mist sipping let’s whip out the ps3 and play some Jam fool who needs chicks when you got 2 dudes and brule Beals holy shit your right this place is completely empty hell ya im down to game megapixeled Clint Dempsey fuck I forgot to bring the car back to my mom, it’s way past ten next time if we want more chicks, we should come to the club dressed as women Chorus