(We call it Cutting. . . It isn't exactly that
To me goes much deeper; Cutting, implies severing something
It really should be called a**embly, forsake is a**embly of something, to create a home, create an idea)
♫ Do, do, you ♫
♫ That's the time ♫
♫ Feel like making dreams, come true ♫
♫ Oh baby ♫
[Emman]
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to throw my life away
Took a few pills
Now it's time to pray
Seen a few bills
I ain't tryna pay
Check the envelope
Sitting by the microwave
See the wardrobe
Better time o' the day
But there ain't even food in my cup and I ain't even bothered
Burn a spliff in a hideaway
I got an ounce and I'm somewhere by the couch
And some wine by the fireplace
No time to waste
I'm busy running out the clock so I'm mind-awake
I'm done looking for a job
I'm signing on
I wonder what could, would give them the time o' the day
I drop a cooch with a zoot
And fly away
Look at what I stand for
Still haven't payed my landlord
And I ain't gonna take your advice
Just a young man paying the price
Paying the life
♫ Oh baby ♫
♫ Oh baby ♫
[Maksim]
I think I'm 'bout to throw my life away
Toking on the pipe
And wrecking lines until my eyes inflate
Pupils dilated then I see the light o' day and they shrink
Like my mind sinking into hyperspace
Trying to find the time where I can sit from time to time and blaze
But every f**ing time I sit to write a rhyme ablaze
So it's difficult for me to find a medium to hit
Because I've been addicted to this sh**
So now my mind is glaced
Trying to put together pieces of the puzzle page
See my notebook is choked full of rhymes I never say
So I'm waiting for a better day to spray
So I better get myself a couple lines a K imma stay
Not really knowing where I'm going in the game
But I'm slowly getting close up on myself
Without the haters on the fight
So I never take it in fights
Ripping young but I'm paying the price
It's a day in the life
♫ Oh baby ♫
♫ Oh baby ♫