调：Eb major•
Intro 1
Verse 1
over time they both rot, choose which is the best
Socrates philosophy, I choose the latter,
of the two, drop a jewel and watch a nigga
scatter
Eb
Em
While the time ticks on, till the early morning breaks the dawn,
I'm an emperor whose empire
Crushes the pawn,
giving new birth to a novel scene
Building my dream, poosh,
blow out your smoke screen
I seen winners come and losers go
Or is it the other way around?
These days I don't know
D#
Em
Good guys finish in last, I pass on that
It's up to you
I got everything I need plus
a buck or two
Separate your needs from
wants and life simplifies
My wife and son be happy,
success in my eyes
I speak on me and not on you
Choose your own lane and
your face unscrewed
I got too much to lose spending
time to be hatin' on you
Respect
Sox, he put faith on you
Though give and take can be unbalanced
goes unchallenged
Look who is becomes who was
And who could've been will
never be somebody
The earth is mean,
everybody plottin' on a scheme
Wow for that knife, being polite
Jesus, maybe
I'ma be him tonight
And let the beef cook,
I'ma stew that shank
The fat lady is singing,
ask me who I thank?
The power I possess is alchemistry
And it's something lovers
and haters gon'
remember
Bbm
Em
then brother you will get turned out
If the time runs out,
then brother you will get turned out
If the time runs out,
then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' and
you will lose no doubt
Spinnin' images, a couple double
D's
Two couples double datin'
and a bacon double cheese
Stuff I must've seen many times on
Billboard
How to make a rich man buy,
make him feel poor
How to make a stick man cry
Make him real or just draw him eyes
And let him see what he was built for
Someone was bored and
made us to fill space
On a big black board until the
day we're erased
Little black boy with a smile on his face
Some chalk on his hands and
some thoughts on faith
Maybe heaven is the height of the stakes
At the gates where they ask
what you loved
And how much time did you waste
And haste to hell at the bottom
of a waterless well
We scale down but get less in the pail
Guess it's something like
an addict's life
Something like a battered wife
Cause what we cling to can kill us,
but still it's hard to sacrifice
you will get turned out
First thing I noticed was how well
Put my sleeve up my arm to
take a glimpse at the time
A breeze through the window produced
melodies from a chime
Offered him a cigarette and
slowly closed the blinds
Told
Norton I had a secret, peep it
What
I'ma say is convoluted,
you probably won't believe it
It's totally incumbent of
me, the story's redundant
I see time linear, which allows me to jump it
See the configurations in my mind
and it's a comfort
Specific to one space,
yet we are all still one with
I'm what they call a looper,
Dr.
Luther
And tomorrow
It's totally imperative,
You permit me to double as you
and allow me to be a surrogate
Each sentence,
You're looking at the future,
the product of an experiment
That will hopefully change
Discrimination, nuclear war, pain
So hold my hand, feel the alchemy
Then brother, you will get turned out
Outro 1
and you will lose no doubt
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