Race Against Time Lyrics

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...