[Verse 1: Black Thought]
 Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit
Running round town spending time like it’s counterfeit
 Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses
 Step in my arena let me show y’all who the highness is
 You might say I could be doing something positive
 Humbled head down low and broke like promises
 Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is
 Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments
 But when that paper got low so did my tolerance
 And it ain’t no truth in a dare without the consequence
 Listen if it not for these hood inventions
 Id just be another kid from the block with no intentions
 On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence
 Even if I’m going to hell I’m gonna make an entrance
 Yeah let em know I’m getting cheese like omletes is
 But I’m the toast of the town like Thomas is

 [Hook: Bilal]
 We’re all on a journey
 Down the hall of memories
 Don’t worry bout what you ain’t got
 Leave with a little bit of dignity
 Never loved what I had
 Always felt like I deserved more
 But when I
 Make it to the other side
 Make it to the other side
 That’s when we’ll settle up the score

 [Verse 2: Black Thought]
 Yo , we did this in remembrance of
 Faces from the past
 We no longer have an image of
 Carrying cold blood hearts
 That never been for love
 Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough
 World travelers that seen it all
 And did enough
 Only to return to learn
 The world wasn’t big enough
 Damn, how long has it been?
 I guess the jig is up
 Now all I know is I’m about to wake this nigga up
 Yeah that hindsight 20/20 now niggas dead on the money
 Trying to take something from me
 It’s a wrap like mummy
 Undone I am becoming and…
 When he’s tired of running
 Through the layers of the onion
 He’ll probably shed a tear
 Cause they’ll be no more fast times
 Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign
 He never had enough and got confused when they asked why
 Life is only a moment in time and it passed by

 Chorus

 [Verse 3: P.O.R.N.]
I’m sitting on top of the world ready to jump off
 Thinking of various ways to break law
 Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more
 Thinking of how I’m playing with fire tht burned my young boy
 By any means necessary… don’t give a damn
 So every night I’m on a flight that never lands
 Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan
 Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand
 Can’t win/can’t lose
 Get ‘em gassed leave em leaking fuel
 Either way the market moves
 Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess
 Every night I’m crossing a line that ain’t the finish
Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness
To far gone to come back to my senses
 Now I’m on the edge of my bed making love to my meds
 Every moments like a pistol to my head
 When I’m getting mine