Losing You
I just can't get over losing you
So if I seem
Broken in two
Hey when you lose time
Then you can never get it back
So I'm a use the time I got left to stay on track
Yo was it paradise lost or opportunity missed
Either way you put it ignorance is still bliss
Cause when I open up and start to dig deep into my mind
Gotta call cps
I'm getting beat by Father Time
If I could go back to 2009
I would use that momentum
To carry me to my prime
Feeling like King Sisyphys with the boulder on the hill
But if I'm going up the hill I'm not yet over the hill
If 30's is the new 20's I'm as young as I feel
And if I'm only halfway done then that's a hell of a deal
Makin memories in the moment You decide it gotta own it
But you're never gonna know it if you're too afraid to blow it
So before the clock hands tick any further round the circle
I'm a make the most of the music
Gotta use my verbal
Just can't get over all this time lost
All the years my craft was up on the shelf
Gotta hold onto the time we got left
Like father time's hands on a grandfather clock's face
My mother said my calling I missed it
I'm less materialistic and more mystic
Feel like I'm living it with or without the riches
So maybe God had a vision that's more specific
And plus I know that I'm mischievous
Like what if my fist was just
Clinched, fixed
Around the money my talent could've affixed
Maybe he was convinced if the hunger and thirst couldn't be quenched
I'd find a way to convert from dollars to cents
But still, I'm at an age where the pages that seem past tense
Leave me to ask if my pages will ever cash in
On the efficiency track to just being average
I want them listening to me and saying classic, hey
Father Time am I out of line for wanting to leave my ties like Ty
With a dollar sign
Not over losing you till I know I'm qualified
Neither from the booth or this life will I choose to resign
I don't know how much time I have left
So I write harder
And even in death
Daddy's voice is on demand for my kids
Art is eternal and it can't get rid
Of me
I lose time but gain a legacy
Natural Writes volume two
WittiestMC
Rhymer Educator
Until the next
So if I seem
Broken in two
Hey when you lose time
Then you can never get it back
So I'm a use the time I got left to stay on track
Yo was it paradise lost or opportunity missed
Either way you put it ignorance is still bliss
Cause when I open up and start to dig deep into my mind
Gotta call cps
I'm getting beat by Father Time
If I could go back to 2009
I would use that momentum
To carry me to my prime
Feeling like King Sisyphys with the boulder on the hill
But if I'm going up the hill I'm not yet over the hill
If 30's is the new 20's I'm as young as I feel
And if I'm only halfway done then that's a hell of a deal
Makin memories in the moment You decide it gotta own it
But you're never gonna know it if you're too afraid to blow it
So before the clock hands tick any further round the circle
I'm a make the most of the music
Gotta use my verbal
Just can't get over all this time lost
All the years my craft was up on the shelf
Gotta hold onto the time we got left
Like father time's hands on a grandfather clock's face
My mother said my calling I missed it
I'm less materialistic and more mystic
Feel like I'm living it with or without the riches
So maybe God had a vision that's more specific
And plus I know that I'm mischievous
Like what if my fist was just
Clinched, fixed
Around the money my talent could've affixed
Maybe he was convinced if the hunger and thirst couldn't be quenched
I'd find a way to convert from dollars to cents
But still, I'm at an age where the pages that seem past tense
Leave me to ask if my pages will ever cash in
On the efficiency track to just being average
I want them listening to me and saying classic, hey
Father Time am I out of line for wanting to leave my ties like Ty
With a dollar sign
Not over losing you till I know I'm qualified
Neither from the booth or this life will I choose to resign
I don't know how much time I have left
So I write harder
And even in death
Daddy's voice is on demand for my kids
Art is eternal and it can't get rid
Of me
I lose time but gain a legacy
Natural Writes volume two
WittiestMC
Rhymer Educator
Until the next
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Writer(s): Joseph W Ruiz, Jon Witte
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