Here today
Gone tomorrow
What's the flavor

Can i borrow?

Beg or steal

What's the deal
Beats for the money
He's not real

Bite the bullet
+ see the man
+ feed his ego


No more time
You feel the rhyme

Afraid to speak
The flavor's weak


Who stole by the hand
Who stole by the hand


Life is cheap
No time to speak
Ride the wave

No sync to slave

Life grains of sand

We're blown away
A darkening sky
We fade away


Feeling sorrow
Don't mean a thing

Fame and fortune
Are everything