I'm faded, it's 4 A.M. again No idea where I'm at or where I been Bout the last 4 years are a blur from where I stand Smells like I spent the night in a trash can Seems I'll never work the devil out these idle hands Can't stuff enough words on this disk to make it right again paranoia holds me down like some iron bands I stumble and tumble never knowin where I'm gonna land next I think about these words that I'm writin And think about these urges I'm always fightin How I'm spinnin to the bottom like greased lightnin How I don't get accepted just cause I'm white man Or how I'm always out the fryin pan and into the fire always lookin for a fix just tryin to get higher Tired of standin in the rain waitin for a buyer Always rappin my ass off and never gettin hired Even @ 4 A.M. sleep don't come easy But even @ 4 A.M. it's hard for you to see me With a beat got laid by Jason C And verses you can't comprehend spat by me When you motherfuckers gone take the time to see You just can't fade the K to the O to the N-C to the E-N-T-R-I-K I play you bitches like everyday While I'm spittin at ya girlies on the block everyway ©2005 KoncentriK Music
