Ain't got time to bite my tongue... It's got enough scars n the healing process jus doesn't appeal to me as fun... So what u hear ripping from my heart is the truth... I'm mental with a mix of common sense put to use... If words reach my lips, jus know they're gonna have an aim... They can be soft or retaliate bcuz I do not like pain... But the syllables fly far to fast once they leap into sound... But I like to keep it on the hush n not be too loud... Even though I stir up a ruckus the way I play to much... N I only got time for the feel of somethin I can fuckin trust... If I bend know I won't break... As the rapid fire rounds up letters in my head tryin to figure out how to say ur name... It's some real shit whether I'm crossed or felt as a friend... Time only goes one way n it has its end... Chewed up leftovers ain't the flava I wanna taste... Stand like I would before u n don't be late... Bcuz I'll tell ya where u can step to the left at any moment... Right off the deep end if u ain't got it in u to enjoy the way I unroll it... We all know tone changes under circumstances pitchin decimals failin to comply... Yeah, I'm jus like u with the way I live my life...