(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 ♫