Race Against Time

Alex Jones

I ain't out for the money
I'm here to make more, I'm tracin' paper
Like a sheet, on top of a piece of A4
I'm straight raw, drink till I face the floor's face
I chase my thoughts through the twirl from an eight ball
But I question my mental stability
I need to score somethin' but what's helpin' me's killin' me
I can't see a life in the future
There ain't no forthcomin' like the end of a trilogy
What's left? My pen and my ability are deadly
It's lyrically in the northwestern vicinity
I'm god with the flows, a heaven-sent delivery
Till death, I'm never second best, you kiddin' me?
Yeah, they must be, I'm number one, front seat
Rappers disgust me, I'm the illest out, trust me
Before I'm out, I'm takin' whatever's mine
'Cause the clock keeps tickin' in this race against time

Time keeps tickin', I'm trapped, thinkin'
Back as the memories fade
You could complain about shit that you're facin' in life
But at the end of the day, you're in a race against time
Time keeps tickin', I'm trapped, thinkin'
Back as the memories fade
You could complain about shit that you're facin' in life
But at the end of the day, you're in a race against time

I see life as a last marathon
Your place comes dependant on the path that you travel on
The slower you walk, the more your time's celebrated
And you're mourned if you sprint to the final destination
So speed or slow in this race for livin'
Everyone's eager to know, once ya break the ribbon
Are ya faced with prison? Is insane the limit?
Are mistakes forgiven? Will it change your vision?
Left helpless when your time's up
Or is this race supposed to be a mindfuck?
I tell myself blazed that I'm leavin'
I try to slow down but I hear whispers, screamin'
At you sayin' bolt, don't get it, never mind
No, I'm Usain Bolt in this race against time
And even though I dream for the finish
Just 'cause I'm comin' in first, it don't mean that I'm winnin'

Time keeps tickin', I'm trapped, thinkin'
Back as the memories fade
You could complain about shit that you're facin' in life
But at the end of the day, you're in a race against time
Time keeps tickin', I'm trapped, thinkin'
Back as the memories fade
You could complain about shit that you're facin' in life
But at the end of the day, you're in a race against time
Time

As the memories fade
As the memories fade
As the memories f...

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