Workin hard, overtime.Â
Just a bard who's spitting rhymes.Â
Copy my lyrics, you biting me? Nah over myÂ
Dead body, my head's probably decimated.Â
Decapitated by seeing the cold world that was createdÂ
By the rest of us, human beings, who's making a red lobby.Â
Soaking the entrance of this world, with their bloody hobby.Â
It's funny, probably, at least you gotta chuckle at things,Â
I got a couple of wings, I gotta spread em and sing.Â
Just get some bread, but it's thin,Â
Getting ahead like a king (crowns)Â
I'm thinking of water that's coming in to make change now.Â
Make change how,Â
No one giving me straight answers.Â
Fate dances over a mirror, I'm gonna pants her.Â
My lady Fate,man, she's destiny so bewareÂ
You're late, be scared, this lady's crazy aware.Â
She comes in dreams, giving visions of spitting and getting love,Â
But she tells me that I gotta find important things to sing of.Â
So think of, the things that each day giving you joy.Â
Not happiness man, she's talking of true joy.Â
Like the purest kind of ecstasy, a feeling so good,Â
It gets the best of you, the best of me, it's testing you, shouldÂ
You overcome geography and find the things you searched for,Â
This girl takes opportunities to go make you dirt poor.Â
She'll show you all the petty things you worked so hard for,Â
Then take them away, you know you gotta forgive her.Â
Lady Fate is the enforcer, she's bleeding us bone dry.Â
Ring ring, phone sighs, I know that you honed myÂ
Skills of intuition in mixing the pot of life,Â
All alone, minds open up and deposit whole pipes.Â
Tempting and testing us all along, like road lights,Â
Passing through and taking the bait, so Fate destroys twice.Â
She destroys white lies and my highs,Â
Makes lows, broke crows, opened, the hope flows, over time.Â
[There's hope but not todayÂ
Nope, they're not okay.Â
Choking, suffocate,Â
Hallucinations in the brain]Â
Maybe in the world we're all just doing our time.Â
Open up the window and embrace the sunshine.Â
Perfection is a myth, but it happens all the time,Â
Direction to misconception is the route to open minds.Â
I guess that everybody has a few regrets in this life,Â
Threatening thunder claps, the Gods up above in strife.Â
Families in feuding, infusing the words of life,Â
Into fueling missed emotions and mixtures of higher heights.Â
The cumbersome ponderings of a world are nothing new.Â
Wondering where to go, birds wondering whence they flew.Â
Hence the sky fades to blue from the clouds of grey before,Â
Thinking of different things in this life is a saving force.Â
[There's hope but not todayÂ
Nope, they're not okay.Â
Choking, suffocate,Â
Hallucinations in the brain]