3.Enth E Nd (Kutmasta Kurt feat. Motion Man) (Reanimation)
One thing I don't know why it doesn't even matter how hard you try keep that in mind I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time. all I know, time was just slipping way and I watched it count down till the end of the day watched it watch me and the words that I say the echo of the clock rhythm in my veins I know that I didn't look down below and I watched the time go right out the window trying to grab hold, trying not to watch I wasted it all on the hands of the clock but in the end no matter what I pretend the journey is more important than the end or the start and what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of the time when
I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn’t even matter I had to fall to lose it all but in the end it doesn’t even matter
yo one thing, one thing I don't know why it doesn't even matter how hard you try keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to explain the due time all I know, time to so-socialize like the host of the party all for shake and made eye contact party control showing all that northeast, southwest coast stand out the window, no opportunity to mingle I tried to show her, if you could just sense a middle disorder I brought you back of the thing like the imaginary man of your dreams well, you would always seem to make it worth it a sleek skin I never nerved you you felt lovin, I never applied a room without bringing the plan by any means and means of leaving you teens, of all those teenage scenes
I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn’t even matter I had to fall to lose it all but in the end it doesn’t even matter
Linkin park, remix, Mo Mo Mo Motion Man Linkin park, in the end, Kutmasta Kutmasta Kut Kutmasta Kurt Linkin park, remix, Mo Mo Motion Man Linkin park, in the end, Kutmasta Kurt
one thing I don't know how it doesn't even matter when you look at it now because when I designed this rhyme I was scared of it all scared to fall, I hadn't even tried to crawl and I was forced to run, with you mocking me stopping me, back stabbing me constantly remembering all the times you fought with me watch the clock now chock full of hypocrisy and now your mouth wishes it could inhale every single little thing you said and make it expel every single little sputter just to get your piece, but it really doesn't matter to me because from the start to the end no matter what I pretend the journey is more important than the end or the start and what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of the time when
I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn’t even matter I had to fall to lose it all but in the end it doesn’t even matter.. in the end…