Stepping the line

let me regenerate my raps, commemorate my past,

don't distract me while I try again to make it last,

I tried to be I candidate, but I never passed, instigated by the mask,

worn only to complete a task, so you ask yourself, who am i up in this mess ?

stressed by your own reflexes, who lead this feeling of unrest, your tested,

on the regular, tried to avoid situations and end up making then bigger,

so your tempted, to let it all go ? but what would your folks think ? you don't really know

that your sinking, in just a blink of an eye, and maybe they'll despise you for time, but maybe you should go on a give it try,

but why ? what for anyway? who's wrong, who's right, who's giving hate ? but no one really cares on a saturday night with a rhum and a splif of haze.

 

Long days, same questions, the mirror gives the same reflection x3

but you keep, stepping the line always thinking you'll be fine, I hope that time wont catch up with mee, and ill end up be fine

up to the end to time.

 

Shit its really catching up, with me, sometimes i sit around all day with my LG TV,

and my box of cereals, and enough series to see me through,

from criminals to kings geeks and mules,

I swear i've got to change my entertainment rules,

am I pulling myself down or are they doing it for me ?

I feel disillusioned by their view of society,

really I cant understand, I don't have the same angle of vision, you see,

so nothing is coming straight into my hands,

I got to go fly of to Japan,

cause really i don't wan't to feed myself from the can,

 

Long days, same questions, the mirror gives the same reflection x3

but you keep, stepping the line always thinking you'll be fine, I hope that time wont catch up with mee, and ill end up be fine

up to the end to time.