Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #8,619
Peak in subgenre #1,412
Author
Ak
Rights
Insane Styles Productions
Uploaded
April 13, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:50
Lyrics
When push comes to shove, I shove too much
I used to never care, now I love too much
Every chicks an asshole, and every guys a bitch
As you get cash flow, your man becomes a lying snitch
I'm leaving life on the road it can start to hitch hike
Cause I do better with just my soul and switched mic
You bitch like, and no, I never felt your style
Go back to reading the paper's for wanted help files...
It's like I'm trapped, and I can't get away
repeats of last week just getting up staged
It's a plague, on me myself and I
How long will I last, I left that for me to decide
I'll be in the median cause I'm at a crossroads
There’s only so far that you can drive a lost hope
One mans garbage is another mans treasure
But what if it's just garbage? Does it sit there forever
I'm trying to see clear but this visine isn’t working
Hold in the tears so you cant tell that I'm hurting
Wait for the rain so it all blends together
Wait till` I descend from the weather
I'm so tired of the same old shit again
Actually I'm more tired of holding it in
The one with the head phones, yeah you know him
Always kept my head zoned, from you knowing
What went on in this kids brain
Now you're finding out I spit insane
The stories unfold threw beats and rhymes
Painting a picture in your mind with each line
So for the ones who where wondering, I'm doing fine
Sometimes I'm close to the edge, but reclined
Mr. Silent, shuts you up when he speaks out
Cause it's wisdom like in the back of the your mouth
I'm conquering where I have failed in the past
I'm here for the finish and I wont finish last
That I can promise
