From the beginning we started out where the [?] It's the of the struggling artists displaying [?] war Trying to juggle with stardom And create something that comes straight from the heart Is the hardest task hoping it always lasts And remain with all the cash But fast liquor surrounded by fast woman Make you make fast decisions Bad decision Trying to capture the feeling you felt When it was just you feeling yourself No interviews or album reviews good or bad Just lyrics with pen and pad and beat that played in the back Round back when you said you had that Sound and your instrumentals and Still won't let you live out the shadow of your hero But fuck it know what you're here for To hear them with that shit that the one and only The only one that matters potential All higher they say I'm all wired all fire and why is That every ball been sharper than [?] fire Trying to keep us in the dark But our sparks brighter than [?] lighters Gone so long Still Holding On Magazines take cover shots Used to hear shots Mom said take cover Played on tapes [?] breaks Wasn't the best way to record loops Wished the excitement was still the same though Thoughts of changing the game go away slow When you realize how the game go Open eyes no surprise had to change for the better Took time to cook rhymes and aim for the letters TOP when they OD on kicks and snares Stuck with me the fans that fuck with me Threw that middle finger up like fuck the rest No sleep I'm up when I'm up against the world But only up against myself In a lane of my own no cars in it Write bars and beats with no flaws in it And put my ten thousand hours in it for over ten years Went a hundred miles per minute Through the finish line But I'm not finished or ending while time is ticking Gone so long I'm still