Yea, yea, yea, OKYea, yea, yea, OKIf it's not about the rhyme Or doesn't match the money on me mindThen you'll findI just haven't got the timeIf it's not about the rhymeOr it doesn't match the money on me mindYou'll find
I'd rather sacrifice me time to the craftThan slowly punching the clock to deathWe're all searching for somethin until there's nothin leftSo...It's a no brainer like a starfishNow it's like I'm throwing darts in the dark and can't missAnd it only cost me me sanityThat's as cheap as the dry dirtUnder me Nike AirThey say the grass is greener on the other sideMuch obligedWhy would I care?I'm rockin' rose tinted eyewearI'm just tryna put a positive spin on the nightmareBut you bought the timeshareAnd can't afford the flight fareI'm practicing selective neglectMaking syllables connect Til I forget I'm in debtMeticulousBut leave enough space for perfect mistakesSelf taught with multiple personalitiesI learnt from the greatsUnless it's right there in me faceI don't care about anythingBeyond the kick, snare and the bassI don't want to hear it when the beats onAnd it's never not so BE GONE!
I keep it movin like a stubborn bullYeah I'm socially anxious But you can't sleep on me, I'm uncomfortableYeah, I'm not at a meeting with HRI'm tweaking the 8th barAnd I'm not stressin cos I'm lateI'm pressin another tape
If it's not about the rhyme Or doesn't match the money on me mindThen you'll findI just haven't got the timeIf it's not about the rhymeOr it doesn't match the money on me mindYou'll findI haven't got the time
