Verse 1
One hand over fist- Standing face to face
I compete for the win - in the Paper chase

I'm motivated by love - for survival sake
I'm a product of my pain - and this life that I chase


I hit the bottom at 18 - when I made mistakes
Then my heart took a pounding - in these later days
Now I'm building walls around me like a layer cake

I'm filled from the ground - with the fate I've made

Life is but a game - and I'm playing it to win

Today I raise stakes - while I'm taking in
So much bull%#@! - that I'm drowning in it
Moves up my hips - at a mile a minute


Violates my space - crossing boundaries
Once it takes my face - forever fall asleep

As I wait for that day - when I'm finally free
I translate my pain - into !@#^ogy's


CHORUS
No matter where you go
Somebodies gonna tell you no

And every time that I take a step forward
I'm stepping on somebodies toes


VERSE 2
Yo - Quit Trying to break down - my history
I don't kno where I came from - a mystery

Will-2012 predict the death of me
No - I'll decide when the end'll be


Yo-Pardon me this is my century~
Ho - Live n let live n just let me be
So - you been a good man - and you want what's right

Well life ain't fair - you gonna die tonight

Live a Catch-22 kind of life - (that's right)

I might live by the fist - and die by the knife
Get dealt pocket aces - and lose the hand
While the winners rape women & take the land


Just don't mistake my kindness as weakness
And don't mistake my paper chase for greed'n

Selfishness - is a virtue - please
Accept that I do what I do for me


CHORUS
But No matter where you go
~Somebodies gonna tell you no

Every time that I take a step forward
~ I'm stepping on somebodies toes


And I know - at the end of the day -
We'll find our way home - though we suffer - were safe -
It will all be okay - mother - lover the same

If we can't trust each other - then why were we made this way....

Verse 3-1

Now the names Kyle Louis aka Logistik
I come a long way since I was a misfit
I find that my life is a constant test

So I find an escape just to cope with stress

Wish I could fly away - when I'm faced with death

At the end of my life - invent a place to rest
Paint a pretty picture - It's fun to pretend
Paint a -Paint a pretty picture - It's fun to pretend# (SPG)


VERSE 3-2
Try'n to keep it civil -- in the middle of this jungle --

where they forget you or hunt you with a passion
I'm ready for whatever whether it be rain - or blasting
Blind task men -- do-ing what the captains asking


So the war comes crashing -- so fast you back spin
(phew) -- Most of you got ain't the past to back this
In the rat race -- the fighter's always trying gain ground
If you slow -- then it's likely that you will be chased down (SPG)


Yeah I love the pain - n ima dance in the rain
Stay sharp on my game - I'm a man -- can't complain
I can handle this dame -- hey lady wus ya name?
Ma-maybe we can hang -- damn baby- do ya thang


She a pro-ho -- its like she getting paid to play
Ain't gon bone probono on a paper chase
I watch ya shake ya waste -- I maintain my face
(I) Stay calm on my charm - gotta play it safe


Trying to get it started -- know your time ain't free
Money buy me love -- (b)cuz it buys you a drink (al
Take ya home to bed - and then awoke from a dream
All alone in sweat - at the age of 83....


Where'd my time go - Where'd my life go- where'd this rhyme go- I don't know

CHORUS/OUTRO