“Outta Sight (feat. Ee-De)” Jensen Reed Verse 1 Hold the cameras with the flash bulbs What are you gonna do when the cash comes? Flip it up and down with a quicker style You know I’m loaded, catch some In the net with the second set When the ball’s in you court time to place a bet Odds on favorite in the Vegas eyes Tar Heel flavor with the baby blue skies Paparazzi in the front row No go with the low dough from the back door When the flow shows Broke those old clothes with the elbows And a fine glass of merlot Use the brush like Van Gogh Stay cool like an Eskimo Hot like Acapulco, Mexico Go loco when I’m toe to toe Stick ‘em up put your hand in the sky Peace surrendering on the fly Beats are rendering, clouds are lingering Oh my God, get a glimpse of that guy Prepared to pay for the patience Heaven sakes great race relations Brace the nation for a situation That begs for help then bleeds sensation It could take a long time But the years keep flyin by and I’m tryin to find The road less traveled gotta get in the saddle Giddy up Fitzwell let’s go Hurry up don’t move so slow Bout to make a move real clean Then change the scene Brand new music, start a revolution With the words out my mouth Never doubt your team Chorus Now it’s on and it’s on because I say it’s on Right or wrong I belong where the playas gone Sing this song when the light goes down And the night get’s old I’m outta sight when I’m leavin this town Verse 2 Outta sight outta mind Too much later outta time That’s the way I feel But can’t help to keep pushin on my grind By design I molded myself with no one’s help To all the Aristocrat rappers We on the top shelf And just as soon as they caught on We brought the heavy hitters US legal tender fool, no couterfitters Roger Clemens throwin gas pitching no hitters Vital to the youth cause I’m truth Like Urban Outfitters What I need are the palm trees in Hollywood Been thinking bout my future Longer than I probably should I’m hittin the gym, it was written for them Sittin flippin through the channels Rippin sick from within Break through the chains of lifetimes never forgotten And tell me how could you believe the hype Or feel you should stop it? No answer from the prophet He’s never impressed You use the same amount of caution Like you wearing a vest And it’s on…

“Dust Of Mars” Jensen Reed Verse 1 As I start my next rhyme Put the pen to the paper’ No tellin what comes next Through the hazy vapor Thinking back on my education With a nation of depressed youngsters Mental migration I want to weave the words that move the masses And speak from the heart with a sharp tongue I came apart once but I decided to pass this Along to the people so the know what first class is From the top to the bottom Hot like the asphalt kickin in the sun Now you know I got em Cool breeze everybody smile, say cheese Shutter speeds, half the time it’s hard to breathe Now my heart rate’s rising Pupils dilated, butterflies in my stomach Yup, I made it The same person that you thought was your friend Might leave you high and dry When it matters most at the end Chorus Now I wanderin through the dust of mars Clouded by the pain of my old scars I hear em say every where I go There’s no place for you to shine your light so low Now I wanderin through the dust of mars Clouded by the pain of my old scars I hear em say every where I go There’s no place for you in this town Verse 2 Flipped out, slipped out the back Before I lost my wits Aw man I’m back This is the dream of every son Hoping to shine, to rise, to find That I’m the one that gets it done The stage is set, sorta like the dinner table I’m trying to find a way to win Kentucky Derby stables Packin heat jackin beats with the fresh flavor Haters heavy on my mind But the love overpowers Devours, the saga of the century Must have been the fact that I got game like Lebron James Versatile vision, envision how you living And tell me was it really worth it? Was it what you missin? I’m sleeping most nights beside myself God, tell me what it takes To get a little help? I bleed, I cry, I try so hard But when it’s all said and done Will I be lost on mars? I don’t know… Chorus

“Waiting In Line feat. Lindsey & Melinda Whittington” Jensen Reed Intro Not long til I’m outta here Baby hope to find out what I’m looking for Pay to hear the rhythm Hold on to the window When it’s windy what you got inside? When it’s time to ride You better open up your wings and fly Verse 1 Hot times in the summer time Get it fresh, got it right, better hold on tight You know them dudes that be hollering every day You know they lose Cause they got nothing important to say Let me lay it down for you Like a towel on the beach Sit down at your desk You’re here to learn, I’m here to teach Open books to page seventy-three Let me tell you a little story about my history Had it great growin up dog I ain’t gonna lie By the time I was twelve I’d been to California five times Fell in love twice at the age of sixteen Blond hair, green eyes and my band was mean Killing show after show, I tasted the bubble Never could I go back It brought a whole lot of trouble Fast-forward two years and I’m all alone By myself meetings daily Just to get in my dome Chorus Waiting in line, just taking my time Any day now baby yeah we gonna shine In the pouring rain, things stay the same You’re pissed but you know you gotta play the game Verse 2 Now it’s on to Chapel Hill Yeah the king of the South Rollin real hard, real good We knockin em out Some frat didn’t want to pay us Through a brick at their house Turned the whole situation Back to our favor now It’s tough when you know you gotta trust But you’ll never leave Final destination, always knew what I could be Graduated first in my class in diversity Two degrees from a top ten university Leaving school with big dreams And even bigger plans On my mind I had to shine when I had the chance Perfect the stage game, now my skills real tight Recording on a four track every day and night I got the bubble back Damn it feels good to be a gangsta When you know the feeling How much longer will it take ya? I got some time on my side I’m only twenty-two and I just started this ride Chorus Verse 3 The shows kept comin cause we booked them ourselves Smackin crowds, Plan B I got a lot to say Take it night to day, pray it’s safe that way That all your blood, sweat, and tears Would really pay one day Not a chance they will tell you With a glance under certain circumstance What you doing with your time? And what you got for plans? Probably take a few trips And fly across the country Sippin champagne, first class kinda comfy I never doubted that it happened for a certain reason Just thought I had it planned out Got a piece of the pie Reaching high with my arms to the sky While the world tries to tell me That we living a lie I don’t even know why I let it go to my cabeza Hate to say goodbye But the time has come to hit the road Open air feeling like a breath from the soul Riding down 40 West til I hit the coast Chorus

“Four Corners” Jensen Reed Verse 1 I’m staring at the candlelight I’m looking at the walls Corners moving in But I ain’t got no time to pause Rain keeps falling My mind keeps stalling The voices in my head Them motherfuckers keep calling They tell me I’m a slave to the ways of the planet That get rich quick shit Damn I can’t stand it Gotta make the ends meet Shake them tricks up out their shoestrings It’s the real thing Coming at you live with some spread wings I’d like to think that when my time comes I’ll be holding my breath with nothing left Now my mind’s numb Heavy on my heart, ready from the start Rip the fucking stage apart From the cities to the trailer parks That’s the way we do it Spit rhymes are fluid Might’ve had some doubts Underestimated but they knew Now tell me can ya’ll hang we me? Did you really think that ya’ll would ever hang with me? Nah Chorus This is the time of our life Gotta make the right moves Never can you sacrifice enough To prove you got what it takes You feel it deep in your soul And that’s what it takes Verse 2 The truth is back, who is that? Hit you with a sneak attack Play the track This the shit they wanna hear I want them headphones blasting When they’re up in your ear Want your brains shook From left to right, ignite fights From the depths of the highway Living like it’s my way Cruise control set at 85 On a holiday I’m alive and breathing With a season if it don’t change But don’t be broken hearted Bout your broken, fucking dreams How the seem? A little green? To big for their britches Bitches listening and whispering I got the message Making music that refuses to be faded So while you people watch And stand and stare I probably made it Go ahead and try to rate it And put us in a category Knowing it won’t do nothing But liven up the newest story On a path of glory Focused on the task at hand Feel like I’m in purgatory ‘Til we reach the promised land Chorus

“The Last Overlook” Jensen Reed Chorus Too blind for myself, now the vision of wealth is on my mind It reminds of the time before, Behind everything was how I wanted it to be And I’ll be damned if I let another survive the days Left town with my music in my hands I’ve earned this trip as long as I can Waiting for the time when I can barely breathe Verse 1 So check the words from my mouth We was young but we had heart And every now and then I’m moving in and out to depart Make a difference to the people Got a brand new start Heaven sent me to the planet With a hole in my heart How times change Everything is going okay Then the next day Your dreams start blowing away Then the following week You try to holler and speak But no one gives a damn About what you’re going to say I put my life in the song for the customers The haters back stage Knowing they can’t f*** with us Kids riding in their cars Spittin my lyrics bar for bar Telling me I’ll be a star How many times do I have to say? How many rhymes do I have to kick Before they play it? I got love for the family on the side of the road Cause ain’t no telling what will happen When we all get home Chorus Verse 2 Stepped out for the first time into the dark I’m wearing glasses that are blacker Then the evening starts Last overlook, read the book, past overdue It seems we always happen To be helpless to the truth So we take and break honesty and fate Just to feel something that’s real A little bit longer, a whole lot stronger Growing up with a purpose Can never ever be nervous My eyes are burning in the sun While the team searches Through my verses and the purses Got to find that little something That just makes it worth it Cause I deserve it, I paid my dues Been on the Apollo stage man Hearing nothing but boos And that’s the truth Watered down for nobody On a constant pursuit The game’s hot, but they’re all ready Heavy with the pen, mighty as the sword While I’m breaking down All your barriers and doors Chorus