Smoke & Mirrors

by MARS

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    My name is MARS and I'm a 17 year old rapper from London, Ontario.
    This is my debut as an artist.
    Its pretty short, half an hour or so, and the only thing I'm gonna ask you to do is listen to it back to front, and please pay attention to the lyrics.

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released October 13, 2010

SEAN PATRICK
DAVE LOGAN
CAMERON MORSE
JOHN DOCKRILL
THOMAS PILGRIM
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Track Name: All Talk (Intro)
All Talk (Intro)

Believe it or not, we do not make perfect sense to me...
Track Name: Smoke & Mirrors
Smoke & Mirrors


Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring?
Maybe Sunshine And Maybe The Rain,
But As For Me, I'll Wait And See,
Maybe It'll Bring My Love To Be,
Oh, Ohh.


Stuck in this fantasy
Where everythings a canopy
Up and out reach
But were taught that we gotta dream
Flying pigs, cracking crime rings
Crying stings wen it's packs the punch that reality brings
I tear sesame seed shells, my flow is intricate
Rap and hiphop, makes u wonder, wats the difference?
Repo man, takin mine I wasn't given it
Lyracists dyed black, IDed like fingerprints


Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring?
Maybe Sunshine And Maybe The Rain,
But As For Me, I'll Wait And See,
Maybe It'll Bring My Love To Be,
Oh, Ohh.


Rants, kooks and heracy,
Plants roots and remedies,
Groups use of therapy,
Makes proof of terrotory,
Smiles speak miles and volumes over consonants,
Lyrics cross barriers and continents,
Screen through the green,
Mask the crack scene,
Sewers breed niggas with more than pipe dreams,
Excitement! Lives and breathes in my work,
So the more you toke, the more smoked the more learned,
Passions back, man it's so vibrant,
Break the cycle, so trike tykes break can the silence,
Always visiting, always defiant,
Protest in itself speaks more than any violence,
Nature gives way to complement salaries,
We pavin paradise, God and common man parity,
Humble jests are just tests in this a parody,
Pass as funny, seen in true HD clarity,
It's just a promise that we need, not the goal we chasin after,
Asbestos in the air, cause we grasping at the rafters,
Mad at traps snares, claps, hacks and actors,
Catalogue the world, separated in chapters,
Starin in the lookin glass, makin it Clearer,
We bringing to the surface our hopes our dreams and Fears,
Illusions how we live, we slaves to puppeteers,
It's a fraud, a fake,
Just, Smoke and mirrors...
Track Name: Hourglass
Hourglass


Living in this hell hole we call hiphop,
I see the soulin sellin, drug dealing, on going non stop.
Sad cause it's lucifer's will but still we feed him,
So now we live our days amoungst the devils and demons,
For the shackles of wealth I see us trading our freedoms,
Has us graspin at the happiness others claim to see,
In these material things,
That cover up the scars of our diamonds and rings,
We mad at cats cash and the power it brings,
But yet we glad to have ears to hear the cash register chings,
Worshiping that dollar more than scholars and kings,
On the money, and if we not we blaming the change,
Addicted to this business built presidents' names,
Independants, aint it strange we loving the chains.
But now I'm mad cause Im hearing three different beings,
I hear the money, the crowds and God's voice in my ear,
Three ears would let me hear them clearer, (So I can Choose)
Because Im losing my God behind pressures of youth.
But I believe our answers lie inside (You'll find em)
Im still searching for that truth (One step at a time)
And that's a truth all yall can understand,
It's hard to balance greed,
When its the money that makes the man,
But remember its God that made you man,
So be careful be you turn down his helping hand,
Cause you could find self stranded in that devilish land,
Where the fires burn higher than the heavens of man,
Because heavens man invented,
So imperfect in it mention,
Real heaven is inside you, theres no need for that ascension,
Like,


They say, Hourglass man, Hourglass man,
They say you can, but you won't live forever,
They say, Hourglass man, Hourglass man,
You think you can, but you won't live forever,
You got dreams up,
You want your means but,
Y'all just wanna seem tough,
And y'all don't really need much.


We livin twisted in this system where is good to be the brokers,
While our poor are given weeks just to move into that coldness
So the brokest stayin weak, mad homeless being frozen,
Which is why we linin streets with them niggas movin coke,
And yo we prayin for that peace so we can learn just whats important,
Find us hoping fathers please, be around and raise your own kids.
Live my life without the cues of mission sent,
From the heavens so I picked up rhyming, flowin dividends.
I can tell you now, Its this world that we livin in,
Too many folks, flauntin, tauntin with they priviledge,
Givin' in, to what you might call greed,
And that too many wants for what we need,
Throwing scraps to the rats when we Might well feed,
Children fighting too hard for every scrap they eat.
They brave the fires on a day to day,
Searchin for a tamer place,
Where they can go and rest between the devils gaze and hellish gates,
Locked up in this cave, staring at them shallow graves,
Waiting for a God with an answer to their praise.
Starvin to a point where their bones are sticking out,
And that hair upon they head, now just some skin up on they scalp,
Bloated in the stomach til their eyes are poppin out,
Finding everything but food hiding up inside they mouth.
And I hear people say, well Mars that's not my problem,
I mean these kids parents went and left em out there starving,
How the fuck do you expect me to replace what they lost,
And I tell em man, you just sealing they fates up them coffins.
Its that laid back mentality, lost up in reality,
Cats livin lives off the grid upon them batteries,
Yo dog you so secluded, you can`t really see whats happening?
Or you lames don't two shit about all of this calamity?
See brothers with stone souls and cold hearts,
Walking blind towards hell because their halos are dark,
Im punchin lines like braille, so feel they where they wrong,
So you can change up they path and put some faith in they thoughts,
Put some faith in they thoughts...

They say, Hourglass man, Hourglass man,
They say you can, but you won't live forever,
They say, Hourglass man, Hourglass man,
You think you can, but you won't live forever,
You got dreams up,
You want your means but,
Y'all just wanna seem tough,
And y'all don't really need us...

Uh, I didn't think so...
Track Name: The Pulse
The Pulse


Living on the pulse, the streets vibe the peace pride
Reside where west meets east-side
Liver than the shots peeps pop we devise to divide
'Scape from this fate, we turn our backs like rewind
x2

Fillin the mold, takin a chance, Erasin the dream
Kill in the cold, break our stance, lost to the fiends
Spilling the roll, fakin sleep, live by any means
Willing the world facing defeat, don't rip at the seams
Riddled with heroes and villains switching cause of the cream
Pistoled mad crazy, slicing just to stack up the cheese
While some children starve, cold won't help to keep they nose clean
So Ima hunger for their future, whatever it is the gon be
This reality, crash course insanity
Laugh it off passively, haha it's staggering
Power do nothin, we standin still like static see
Freedom falls victim to these riches and tragedies
Lives gone with the wind, fast as cash gets blown
Now its under my skin, itch it's way to my dome
Flipping scripts a sale pitch so we can call hell home
But the paper face chase, is in a world of it own

Living on the pulse, the streets vibe the peace pride
Reside where west meets east-side
Liver than the shots peeps pop we devise to divide
Escape from this fate, we turn our backs like rewind
x2

Rat race grace the faces, north American culture
Beggin for a place, we preach, eyes at the altar
Alter our vows, we live the lies of our fathers
Gotta change up our stride, and bring hope to tomorrow
Lust for a truth, in comparable faith
We put it all on line, so divide us it may
But look, trained on the thoughts, this is what it's gone take
Masks stapled on, so we all decidedly fake
My mistress roams the streets, the base of my life
Like an ulcer she deep, finna blow me inside
She's so hushed when she speak, The speakers leakin her mind
But when the pulse she has beat, man it's one of a kind
As she Clutching her chest she's bleeding out in the street
My mouth quick to her lips, try and save her thru speech
Compressing her cage, her body lifeless and weak
Saw the soul of the game float right outta reach


Living on the pulse, the streets vibe the peace pride
Reside where west meets eastside
Liver than the shots peeps pop we devise to devide
Escape from this fate, we turn our backs like rewind
Track Name: Heaven
Heaven


Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...


Lord, Sometimes ya not there,
Sometimes I don't need ya,
Sometimes I wonder were you been, I thought you was the leader?
But like a fool I called you teacher,
A nigga study hard, drop my guard, put you in my life like you was featured.
And then my grandfather died, I thought you 'sposed to be there,
Laughing at the thought, a nigga ever been believin',
Like when venom poisoned spider man's mind and turned him creature,
There's no more worship left in mine, cause my villains are my heroes.
Takes cards no one'll deal to go from solitaire to lethal,
No more praying on my knees, Mars ain't a man in fear of,
My imagination, and boi I'm sad to say it,
But all that time lost causing it, yeah it went away,
Shit I ain't miss it, but I seen the world has,
Seen dads fucking with them hoods, missin' his girl's grad,
Seen us dazed on pink shades, hey look our pearls glass,
Last until I crash, casue when I pass, my words gassed.
And in a flash, we live it out in limbo,
Neither here or there, we put our temples to the pistol,
Threaten to squeeze, but nah life ain't ever simple,
Realize this world can drive a sane man mental,
Like...


Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...
Heaven Only Knows, Heaven Only Knows...


Dear God, I know its been a while,
But its been a long time since a nigga finna smile.
We holding steady in the toughest times,
Think its cool to break the silence, say what's on our minds,
As niggas lead the way, they leavin' dollar signs,
Brains made for homicide, hands full of Columbines,
So we hold it in, we afraid to hit that Taboo,
Scared of what the pack say,
Scared of what they might do,
Its true, hell Sometimes it feel hopless,
Feel the steel track on my back and quit coping,
Feel the day slip away, losin' my emotions,
Nothing but a stand-still life put in motion,
Gimme the strength not to quit, I won't fail you,
Try and gimme hope in despair, I won't dare to,
Hang up my skates, nah not til my last breathe,
Not til my heart beat stop, and I cave in my chest.
Track Name: Cruel
Cruel


So bitter sweet, you cruelladevil,
I aint spotted white, But I hopin you lovin me still,
Take a sentence, cuz im ready kill,
Just for ya, even if ya sweet honey lips stick a nigga in jail.
I put my soul on a page and sole to the pavement,
Trust youll be waitin, Itching, its craving.
Held me at scissor point, and cut my heart out,
Shredded it, confetti spread it proud, now im dying without.
As the wind caught the strands, danced, and fluttered about,
The red rain splashed in the town throughout.
Seeing red every corner that u aint in.
Like a mars maze man, starin in amazement,
This be the same thing, another girl said to me,
and I felt the same cling, musta found the recipe,
Memorized it without recall, Stomach in a free fall,
Loves always Nasty like starin in a free stall.
Keep a strong hold on my lady gold,
Treat her the same young and old, fame or fool.
It doesnt matter, cuz ima love her like I lover her lately,
Reassure her, tell her shes my forever baby.
Ima be who'll give her the world,
As long as shes not that bitch who be treatin me cruel.
Hahahaha.
Track Name: S O L U S (Ft. BOND)
S O L U S


Look, Seeking Solus in the big city,
With the late night stints got me dead, staying tipsy,
Sipping whiskey, ground, comin to get me,
The toxins are a ledge, allege you never, miss me,
Risky, business twangin heart strings,
I see you cuttin at my throat with all them sharp things,
But now your running outta light, miss something,
And so you coming out at night, for just one thing.
Left her lost in my hindsight, 20/10
Shoulda seen it comin, damn man we coulda been,
Something like the couples in the magazines,
All smiles on print, got the green behind the scenes.
Wanna be judged? Well you miss reality,
You know its not cheap, we got needs and a family,
Money's one kneed, beggin please, will you marry me?
Ladyluck beams, turnin dreams into fantasies.
I Push bars like pause cause life that's too fast,
Toking marijuana smoke, that shit you don't pass,
Need it bad, but you know kush, it won't last,
Type a shit that give you head, but no crash... like a good bitch
Keep it under wraps, no-tail-no-good nick,
Livin selfish cause it's life, we gotta ruin it,
Fighting for a prize, nobody thought we could get,
Surprise, surprise, now look whose doin' shit.
Sheep niggas playin' GOATs, but they born to follow,
Present when it counts, and then they ghosts tomorrow,
Looking like a shallow pond, niggas gotta wallow,
Man, it's lonely at the top, cause that crown'll leave you hollow.
Craving the GoodLife, We all will,
Wanna shine bright, til we burn, then we want appeal/Wanna peel,
Day late, dollar short, maybe next year,
Y'all a day late, dollar short, maybe next year.


(BOND)
Track Name: Dead Presidents (Unfinished)
Dead Presidents


We hostile to the young and the reckless,
Taken what they need, Leavin nothing but the excess,
Knocking down our dreams, they refuse to answer questions,
Struggle for our means, We hustle til we breathless.
Fighting for what seems like its something worth protecting,
Innocence is gone, so by death we're not affected.
Like Obama winning prizes, when a year ain't yet behind him,
In our finest moments, our skin can leave some blind.
Dyed black, you'll die black, escape, you'll never find that,
So accept and move on, or forever be reminded,
That you living in sureal hype, standing for what feels right,
Niggas loving struggle, cause they cash in off that fucked life,
Say they hate the game, but then they lovin seeing cracked wives,
Whose baby's craves are coming, and they'll pay to fill that crack pipe.
Want a better life, for my people who strife,
And struggle hard, cause I'm the privileged type, my souls light.
Still we're heavy in the crime knoose, say our mind's are obtuse,
We see at different angles, so that's not an excuse,
I love that abuse, I rip into those who deduce,
Cause I'm a nigger, I must use,
But guess what? I spit truths.
And when you face down in your booze,
Remember who's juiced,
Fucked off my produce,
My quotes as your tattoos,
My girls who you seduce,
Take out and reuse,
And realize I run your life, and never even knew you.
Track Name: Death Of The Cool
Death Of The Cool...


One man crew sinking fleets with the penmanship
Crafting the game, I spend my time until I'm pennyless
Trained on being famed, Known solely for my cleverness
So everyone whose with me raise your hands, you gon remember this.
Young Fiend Finna breath flames until my last breath
Liven up the forest city, lighten with my progress
Striking women vicious, whether valley or the projects
Gifted to the point where not a lyrics outta context
Spitting with these lames just practice, no contest
Lay em all to rest, leave em rottin, just a carcess
Buzz attract them all from the vultures to the starlets
Sure to leave amazed, flow smooth this shit is polished
Visions of the stage constant coarsing through my brain,
Like a crane I'm fit to lift this game to higher plane,
Devine like God's meant me to ressurect the game,
My kingdom's come, this holy blood runnin through my veins.
Tearin down an era, we the new construct,
Bring about a change, we the new concept,
See the path raised, we be true flawless,
Crink the crooked step, but we livin life honest.
Wastin' toughened critics
Made fans of thickened cynics
When I fold them oragami like a stapling clinic
Got droves of closet groupies all trying to mimic
the sound coming out my mouth from the very beginning.



Mindstate of a nigga grown defeated
Sons of Villains born sinners with shadows dark as Jesus
Work the corner cold, squeezing life outta breathing
Souls rigid sinkin slow, movin rock they turnin demons,
Youngins finna blow, spilling blood without a reason
If a crooked nigga snitch, shit it might as well be treason
Fiends, pricing his head, but a mother's son's priceless
Feeding Satan death, because he swallows whole rightous
Birthing children deaf so the gats don't even frighten
Rascits nigga slayers run this nation in a crisis.
Holes in whole hearts, man we livin lifeless,
Pressed with sex and drugs like the age lines'll blind us,
Even if the pains real the masks are what define us,
Pushed back, to slang yak, but nevermind us.
Picture of the struggle shits acrylic, world's oil based
Niggas like suburbs on the street corners all-ways
People living chalk lines, the worlds just a cold case
Find it hard to breathe, wen our lots ain't got no space.
Looking to the future, tryna steal a couple weeks,
We ain't think bout the law, when our children tryna eat,
Women raped and murdered,
While half of us are still asleep
And I'm Changin up the channel thanking God it wasn't me

Thank God it wasn't me...
Track Name: CHalk
CHalk


Personal philosophy, never be in debt,
Cuz one minute your a broke nigga, next a chalk silhouette.
Never threatened by the man with a meat grinder,
Never under the knife, their silly cons, a sad reminder,
Lost are the days when I could win soley on attire.
But now I don't care, my days off are retired,
Yes....


Exhale, inhale, life I be charishin,
All white, wasteland, Palin in comparison.
Breathin in and out provin that he's human,
Niggas bettin god status, grand sums they be losin'.
Puff on the grandfather clock,
Piper time a tickin, thinkin bout, what he lost.
Sittin down for a nice long session,
The smoke clouds his mind, don't help his perception, now he guessin,
Left, and right.
Alcoholic thoughts... Toxic tendancies,
Turn once dreams, into too real enemies,
It's a live and learn, no concern trip spiritually,
Why there's no return, cause my lips sealed lyrically,
Hey yo man, It's some kinda tyranny,Yes...
Oh yeah, man It's some kinda tyranny,
Pied piper pipes lying shelved on a rack,
Got the skulls of the followers stored in the back,
Latch holds no folds, yes we taking over,
City on the brink, Listen close, I told her...
They say it's all in our heads, but that's the problem,
People searchin so keep it close, this here's the Golem.
Cut me deep and, widdle my bones,
Til the feelins gone,I can't feel it no more...
I said, cut me deep and, widdle my bones,
Til the feelins gone,I can't feel it no... more...


Personal philosophy, never be in debt,
Cuz one minute your a broke nigga, next a chalk silhouette.
Never threatened by the man with a meat grinder,
Never under the knife, their silly cons a sad reminder,
Lost are the days when I could win soley on attire.
But now I don't care, my days off are retired,
Yes...


Now I'm impersonal, the damage unreversable,
My close friends hold me at trigger pull.
Kickin out my advice, treatin niggas nice,
But one slip up, feels like I lost my life.
I`ll bring you to the ground humble,
Kissin my ring like you ain't got a pocketfull.
Smoke rings hangin in the air,
A sign to my niggas that ill be flyin up there,
But who the hell cares?