Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Been chasing the finish
Place I'm living a prison
Entertaining bad decisions cuz I'm mentally different
The sense of me different
And my enemies different
Because I battle with myself on the daily no winning
Think I'm, thinking too much because I'm stuck in the middle
Of what I want and what I need and I'm not likely to settle
I'm striking the metal just tryna spark up the kettle
So I can cook because I'm starving and them nights last forever
Tryna to enlighten cuz the dark is so prevalent
And the sharpness of my sight has started faltering heavily
But since nothings black and white I stay in greys in the negatives
And just pray in sunny days that in the shade I can benefit
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Everyday a new picture
And a new place to venture
And the time keep on moving never stopping or finishing
That's how I see through the bullshit that I'm witnessing
Nothing last long enough to let it bother or get to me
Keep pursing if its worth doing or mentioning
Been told to slow up
But I don't give a f*ck
Explicitly
Because the mission of one
To exceed the limitations is the one that I'm on
Been, patiently waiting sands crashing and stacking
Inside the hourglass while the hours is passing
Tryna be the master of myself, mastering madness
Even if don't happen to appeal to the masses
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Time Video (MV)
Corky - Time Lyrics
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Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Been chasing the finish
Place I'm living a prison
Entertaining bad decisions cuz I'm mentally different
The sense of me different
And my enemies different
Because I battle with myself on the daily no winning
Think I'm, thinking too much because I'm stuck in the middle
Of what I want and what I need and I'm not likely to settle
I'm striking the metal just tryna spark up the kettle
So I can cook because I'm starving and them nights last forever
Tryna to enlighten cuz the dark is so prevalent
And the sharpness of my sight has started faltering heavily
But since nothings black and white I stay in greys in the negatives
And just pray in sunny days that in the shade I can benefit
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Everyday a new picture
And a new place to venture
And the time keep on moving never stopping or finishing
That's how I see through the bullshit that I'm witnessing
Nothing last long enough to let it bother or get to me
Keep pursing if its worth doing or mentioning
Been told to slow up
But I don't give a f*ck
Explicitly
Because the mission of one
To exceed the limitations is the one that I'm on
Been, patiently waiting sands crashing and stacking
Inside the hourglass while the hours is passing
Tryna be the master of myself, mastering madness
Even if don't happen to appeal to the masses
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Been chasing the finish
Place I'm living a prison
Entertaining bad decisions cuz I'm mentally different
The sense of me different
And my enemies different
Because I battle with myself on the daily no winning
Think I'm, thinking too much because I'm stuck in the middle
Of what I want and what I need and I'm not likely to settle
I'm striking the metal just tryna spark up the kettle
So I can cook because I'm starving and them nights last forever
Tryna to enlighten cuz the dark is so prevalent
And the sharpness of my sight has started faltering heavily
But since nothings black and white I stay in greys in the negatives
And just pray in sunny days that in the shade I can benefit
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Everyday a new picture
And a new place to venture
And the time keep on moving never stopping or finishing
That's how I see through the bullshit that I'm witnessing
Nothing last long enough to let it bother or get to me
Keep pursing if its worth doing or mentioning
Been told to slow up
But I don't give a f*ck
Explicitly
Because the mission of one
To exceed the limitations is the one that I'm on
Been, patiently waiting sands crashing and stacking
Inside the hourglass while the hours is passing
Tryna be the master of myself, mastering madness
Even if don't happen to appeal to the masses
Man the time keep passing by
Tryna get this picture right
Is it fact or fiction
This world isn't only black and white
All the signs tell me slow down I
Haven't listened my whole damn life
If I start I get it
See it though till the ending
Till I cross that finish line
Writer: Ronald Wilson
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