Verse 1: Punch in, punch out Six days a weak Pull 16’s a day but that aint with a beat But I still walk the beat And I still sweep the streets But still shit aint sweet I still grit my teeth Bear and try it Dare to care and flare up riots Bear the violence The backlash from this tyrant Might suffice, fuck it I might just slice Twice as nice when my mic device makes a sacrifice But I keep my murdering on paper Babies need Daddy to keep working to steady keep the cake up Keep the baker making dough I hate this whole rigmarole This whole rolling life is getting old But I can’t stand to fold Hands cracked from cold exposure to the pain Pride keeps me bold Do what you’re told But your patience wasting thin This is what can happen when the Devil makes you grin
Chorus: I am not the same I am not the same Wish I could have changed Only myself to blame
I am not the same I am not the same Heaven’s off the ground But now I’m falling down Falling down
Verse 2: Karma is the medicine times ten Revenge on my mind Ascend on the scene with plans for a crime Some bound to find my notes on this But it’s all in my mind My hopes and shit So for now, on that grind I keep moving on and on that grind I keep pushing on and often I find That there’s a dead end or no end at all No cliff to fall off Just a long road to haul Backpacking, track I’m pulling this weight My back cracks I’m all fed up from this plate And I can’t take no more of this hate I gotta keep pace No break time to waste
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Verse 3: How did it come to all of this When all of this means more than all of this And there is so much more to this My morbidness will order it So sick I am to call it this But here it is, so corner in Call the coroner There’ll be some sort of slaughtering And there’s a thin line bordering my genius and insane And the genius side keeps losing cuz my thoughts seem so deranged And I’m tired and I’m strained And I’m fed up from all this mess It’s this mess that I am in that is causing so much distress So fuck the rest The check is what I’m after After it’s all said and done my path has left disasters I put my feet up on my desk and laugh at all you bastards I’ve done my daily dirt so all of ya’ll can keep the answers I’m finished with your ignorance, stupidity I’m done I’m punching out right now So kiss my ass, I’m on the run I’ve done this run before and more or less it’s worn me down I’m falling down Falling down Falling down