No time when you need it most. When you should of gone hard, But you chose to coast. You made your bed and now You've shit it too. With the wrinkles in your forehead. Looking even more dead. Mirrors no friend so you just ignore it. Full steps; No halves. You've got something to prove. Something to use, And you know your...
[Verse 1] Neyah, Neyah Envy all the knee high Children with the chance Not to chase those me-guys. Look at the clock, And stop chasing the crumbs. Pull the stop out, hop out, And embrace what's done. You want a second chance? Mother-fuck a second chance. Be a damn veteran. Build a fucking batter ram. Get in on the ground floor. Be the effin' ground for - Lay them bricks Until you're rich And the towns you was down [.Down] pour On your glass ceiling While your pensions getting cut. Working for the same company since 19-90-what? The fuck is that? You had your dreams. Trade 'em in for stability, And some time on the green. And you don't even like golf, But you know your boss does. Suck his dick, and help him pick The fucking right golf club. Fuck conventional, And fuck Mensa too. Be a genius without leaning on a high IQ.
[Course] Analog to the digital. Tryina get rid of you. Keep tick-tockin', Evil clock in the living room. In the living room. In the living room. In the living room.
12 pack turns to 6, Then 6 turns to none. You think you got time So you roll another blunt. Oooh Roll another... Oooh Roll another... Oooh
[Verse 2] Snooze button on your passion. What happens next is tragic. Scared to take the plunge, So you sponge bath placid. Embarrassed by a dream You're not sure you can fulfil. So you down play and front, Like it's no big deal. But it is, and you know it. Biggest fear is that you'll blow it. You know just where the line is, But you're too afraid to tow it. Now you're going in the wrong direction. No time to correct it. You wake up on the other side of a good intention. Wrong side of the spectrum. No art, just method. Shit products getting pushed, And the fans left guessing. Rest upon your laurels cause this shit's too easy. Selling dope to dumb fiends Who wouldn't know a good CD If it bit 'em in the ass. Have a little class. Respect your general public. Don't... ???? Make some shit that sparks debate. We don't need another take On how nice it is to be rich. Fuck your Escalade.
[Course] Analog to the digital. Tryina get rid of you. Keep tick-tockin', Evil clock in the living room. In the living room. In the living room. In the living room.
12 pack turns to 6, Then 6 turns to none. You think you got time So you roll another blunt. Oooh Roll another... Oooh Roll another... Oooh
[Verse 3/Outro] When the clock's tickin' Yeah, the plot thickens. Take account of what you did. No not quicken. Put a sock in it If you not spitting. Pendulum is like a guillotine - Chopping shit. I might of lied when I said We're alive 'till we die. Life's too short, not long. Gotta get by. Yeah. But we gotta get high. Happy medium. I'm reading right in between the lines.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
