started off on top of the world but fallen off
all these feelings i got are off the charts
heart locked in its own little ice box
i sent love far away
my eyes are like a broken clock
i cannot tell time these days
my mind is gray pouring storms everyday
never normal never a way to stop the torment
foreign to future freedom
never a mutual agreement between my heart and my feet
life so hard like cement.. no feeling in my spirit
frequent steps on concrete leads me to secret stress constantly...
this has got to be the worst year ever
if it doesnt get any better i need that ticket to Heaven a little quicker
beer and liquor got my vision blurry and um feelin sicker
the clock tickin...the blocks killin
more found victims rottin in abandon buildings
although this land filled with outstanding children
it also has men made for killing
who are addicted to man made materials
hysterical materialistic serial killers
these ghetto ass niggaz robbing dollars like its millions
um not feeling this planet...
how much would it cost to move to saturn?
the world got a habit of tragic happenings
sad to witness it... makes me wish i never had vision
yes not many decisions left
i guess thats why its not much precision in my steps
giving it my best yet its not enough
fear my crushed heart will never mend up
feelin myself die while i live it up
real or not...damn its somethin like a dream
listening to the clock tick away freely
seeing life on a different level pierces my vision
knowing i could go in an instant got me feeling distant
searching vivid for truth with little or no clues
stare me in the eyes to see what um going thru
if only you knew
every spec of every second it takes to take a step
i stress in conquest to find bless
but i cannot tell time these days
so i locked my heart deep away so life doesnt hurt as much
cause these feelings i got are off the charts





(2pac) Staring through my rearview (Instrumentals) - 2Pac