Intro

You Know I’m at the bar

I don’t wanna go

Said I had to leave

The clock is ticking down

Gotta go get what’s mine

Verse 1

They want me to make them dance
I don’t feel like dancing
My mood has been a tad bit rude
Left out in the cold and aint got no food
The thoughts I possess are processed to paper
I’m lost and possessed/ I don’t wanna hate ya
So I write down my stress/ it’s part of my nature
I say what I feel and I feel what savor
Sometimes I feel like my lyrics are savior
And if you listen close enough they might just save ya
So these trees are worth more as paper
And it’s even worth more to your ears
When you listen/ screaming pain of all my peers
Step on stage and they all turn cheers
Don’t know my anxiety all my fears
All my hard work all those years
But I have a feeling they don’t listen to tears

Hook

Go out to the bar and listen to beers
That’s the alcohol talking
My frame of mind is mine
Feeling drunk and I’m running out of time

The days are gone/ the minutes are useless
I love you not enough time is just excuses

Background
(You know I’m at the bar, drinking my life away
I don’t wanna go, they won’t let me stay
They said I had to leave, Though I’m feeling fine
The clock is ticking down, gotta go get what’s mine)

Verse 2

I’m too deep in the year of the shallow
Emcees I will not follow/
I gotta go on my own road
Might be less traveled with internal scars to battle
I used to take it too far in a battle
I didn’t even use punch lines yet
I’m thirsty how long can a punch line get
As long as my fans on the I-net
All over the world/ like I am set
You’re hoping that I fail so place your bets
But I am timeless like audio cassettes
I don’t pop/ I don’t snap/ I don’t melt
I don’t know why I am not being felt
But I should everything I do is all good
But the hood don’t love me
And neither do Caucasians living all comfy

Hook

Go out to the bar and listen to beers
That’s the alcohol talking
My frame of mind is mine
Feeling drunk and I’m running out of time

The days are gone/ the minutes are useless
I love you not enough time is just excuses

Background
(You know I’m at the bar, drinking my life away
I don’t wanna go, they won’t let me stay
They said I had to leave, Though I’m feeling fine
The clock is ticking down, gotta go get what’s mine)

Verse 3

Maybe it’s the Asians that got me paper chasing
Turn around I’m bout to face the nation
Faced alienation/ too much animation
With no anticipation/ I am no relation
I am known for hating/
No I’m not hating/ I’m known for being hated
Cause I view the mic as being sacred
One of the last few poets out there being naked
Mean I’m bearing my soul
So I can bare to go on
If I was dare to be told
That I can’t see you again
My lover my life my best friend
I don’t see how it won’t work
And if it doesn’t I don’t see how I won’t be hurt
Like I’m losing my cousin take a part of me with you
You don’t want me/ yet still a part of me is wishful