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Caleb Eli Price Jan 2011
I am the native son,
I've got the naked tongue,
I'm gonna be the one
To show you how it's done.
Don't hate the player,
Just hate the context,
Hate the prayer
And gate up the complex.
A few more years,
A few more dollars,
A few more pills,
A few more collars.
The doctor says
I can only get taller,
But my teacher says
That my brain gets smaller.
This **** is new ****,
Spit the new spit,
Flick the new tip,
Stick that new flip.
Get your wheels,
Get your engine, get laid,
Get the profit,
The paper, get paid.
Don't wait around
And see all the dreams fade,
Don't let the banker
Take all that you made.
Don't say nothing,
Just try and let go,
Just try to make peace,
And flow with my flow.
They're ain't enough beats
To make enough dough,
They're ain't enough streets
For all of these **'s.

The line in the sand,
That you made with your hand.
There's a line in the sand,
So where do I stand?

The line in the sand,
That you made with your hand.
There's a line in the sand,
So where do I stand?
© 2011 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Jul 2019
Felt tip, well that's no security
Wait back, step up, now it's purity
Laid back love but not in love
You don't wake that finger in your glove
You might stay but leave it all behind
When you leave you know that I'll be fine
I don't see well can't believe in time
I don't treat well, treat me, cheese and wine

I could break but it would be subliminal
Can't exceed the speed, you criminal
Ease and wheeze the black ephemeral
Keep it steep and bleed the hemorrhage
Was it wondered, was it blind
I met the sage and touched the grind
If I peeled or wheeled the mystic sign
I could feed the steed that rind
And it goes
So it goes
There would be a happy ending, so that he knows
She don't know
Arctic breeze that leaves us back towards the snows

World of power, it's the glider
Lizards, snakes and horse back riders
Can't escape a broken riser
Or attract the ****** geyser
Shoot me I have gone insane
Or would it satisfy that brain
To keep the cheap, accept the drain
Or steep the tea and just refrain

Exactly where it's s'posed to be
Excreted, left alone with me
Arguing with time and sea
The mountains crumbled, so did he
The metals rusted, did it matter
Had the lost induced to flatter
It was so, he just fatter
Jumped across and left a splatter

Too bad, too bad, heating scene
Unless the rest are draped in cream
And colored when he wasn't seen
But left behind inside his dream

Where do we go if you wanted to know
The axis is shattered and what does it show?
A flattened existence to where it began
And laid down the judgement with only one hand
© 2011 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Dec 2011
Can you turn it down?
Loves on turbo, hearts destruction,
Willing partner needs eruption.
Love is rivers, I might drown.

Can you turn it up?
Souls construction isn't flowing,
Welcome warmth is ever knowing.
Love is wine and you're the cup.

Can you still be more?
Satisfaction guaranteed,
Whether chained or will be freed.
Love is knocking at the door.

Can you have it all?
Handled well but simulated,
Diamond eyes were stimulated.
Love, so handsome, shall it fall.

Can you die tonight?
Left in bliss, and still tuxedoed,
Warm expansions, then I'm vetoed.
Love, or is it loveless flight.
Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
The buzz in the air, you feel that, feel that?
The tuxedoed men gonna deal that, deal that.
And now that you're here, the show can begin
Turn the lights down low, and the get the disc to spin.
The ice starts meltin' and the floor gets hot,
This parties gonna start whether you're ready or not.
The seat over there, Sit in it, sit in it,
Take a step back and watch while I'm spittin' it.

There is no need to untrust us,
Stand over there and watch while I bust this.
There's no way to get into it,
Close your eyes feel the beat and get intimate
Rotate your thighs and breathe in the sin of it
Rotate your mind, get high, keep on spinning it.
Stop...and watch while it gets into me
The musical blocks unlock and make a synergy.
Said ready, steady, everybody get low,
And the clubs get sweaty and we're ready to go.
The air's getting heavy and hot and you know
There's blood lust worse than Jaws and Cujo.
Light the place up, it's covered in kerosene,
The white's all over your face, oh, how embarrassing.
The lines all over the floor, there so pretty,
Take one sniff and you think you're so witty.
I'm a bomb, I'm blowing up the club now,
Can't escape the beat 'cause you don't know how,
Gonna move your feet that's all you know how,
Gonna feel the glow, the blow is so wow.

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
Yayo brings me up so I stand up and then

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
The powder knocks me down so I stay down and then

There is no need to untrust us,
Chopping the blocks, but there is no justice.
Just lustless symmetry
Closed my eyes 'cause the haze, it has enveloped me.
Shut my eyes and clogged all of my arteries,
I love the blow so much it is a part of me.
You said this had turned into my enemy,
But musical clocks tick-tock the beat right into me.
And that's not where I get all of my energy,
Jumper cables hooked up to A and D.
And don't forget the CCs in DC,
I got twenty more CCs left to inject me.
High flying humans
Set straight to zoomin',
It's spicier now then curry or cumin,
So full of life and we're only just bloomin'.
Believe in the hype if only for a little bit,
All that we need is white a just a little wit.
The worlds right here if you can unriddle it,
Play the last song and one more if it'll fit

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
Yayo brings me up so I stand up and then

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
The powder knocks me down so I stay down and then

La cocaína is no good for you
But the pony's still buckin', imma ride it through
© 2010 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Dec 2010
I'll electrify you if you want me to dance,
Personify you if you give me your pants,
Exemplify virtue and all of its flaws,
Attempt to find demons, albino bear paws,
Mortify humans with all of my morals,
Live in the sea and converse with the corals,
Bifurcate meaning and dissect the reasons,
Quarter the eights and experience seasons,
Try not to fly if I'm given some wings,
I'll die if I fall, but I i've still got these strings.
Isn't it sweet to discover calamity,
Break through the vortex and slip into sanity?
© 2010 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Dec 2011
Too many names to remember the face
Washed by the river of uncertainty
Eye deep in the ritual
Seems too habitual
Nothing my oar does will loosen the tides
Still, it's alleviated by the slight martyrdom of my peers
But my peripheral circuits still see what I try not to
The attachment isn't sufficient, but ignorance certainly is
Enough to calm my blood
Or make it take another route through my heart
But it isn't enough for them
Not when they understand you
And you are lost in the tangled web of labeling
Fleeting images of letters
Won't stay together
Not long enough to extract the meaning
Or distract the context
But they know
And they always will
It can't be resurrected once it's been forgotten
It can't be revived once it has died
Never try
Never again
It can't be revived once it has died
Caleb Eli Price Feb 2011
Fiery expressions beckon to the lover,
Churning oceans lost within his eyes.
Wrapping him in vines, to pull upon his heart,
Convoluting lines that kept their lives apart.

Burning cheeks that call out to their beauty,
Sirens to his love upon the waves.
Opening his iris to the sunlight,
Blooming forth, his pupils seem to ignite.

Flame tipped tongue she tipped towards the lover,
Raindrops flung against her open touch.
Overtaken with the bowing petals,
Not confusion stuck between the metals.

Still her eyes get larger and get hotter,
Still her boiling liquid yearns for touch.
Only if the roots could feel the beating,
If not for the lovely veins retreating.
© 2011 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Dec 2010
Here I
Broken hearted
Here I
Came departed
Here's my
Final saying
Save me
Keep on praying
Can't fly
Can't escape it
Still try
Try to fake it
Take my
Lonely diver
Turn my
Key's on, drive 'er

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh

Hurt my
Heart, my feelings
Burn my
Walls, my ceiling
Feel my
Cheeks and my lips
Touch my
Grey finger tips
Well I
Want to tell you
Here's my
Story, still true
But you
Feel awakened
You take
Mine, you've taken

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh

Can I
Become rotten
Will I
Be forgotten
My life
Torn to pieces
My will
Now decreases
Do I
Seem intrusive?
Can we
Be exclusive?
Don't fret
The fear will pass
Look through
The looking glass
Who knows
What we will find
The time is now
Make up your mind

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh
© 2010 Caleb Elijah Price. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Caleb Eli Price Dec 2011
What if those pink chocolate roads
Led to the answer?
What would it matter
If we melted right there.

It's not so sweet
When you lie on the ground.
What if the roses
Led to more blood?

You know that I've got a few thorns
But what would it matter
If I trimmed my petals
And wilted in the sun?

What if the electrically charged peaches
Opened up your lungs
And made you a sweet
Sugar filled mannequin?  

What would it matter?
If your skin was plastic and your eyes dull marbles.
Would I start to love you more
Or the display window in your chest?

If you met with fire at the edge of a cliff
I don't think it would matter
You'd jump and I'd catch you
But whether we fall or not,

Would it matter?

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