Wyzrd - One Day At A Time Feat. Quinn

[Wyzrd 12]

(WYZ)

Why do we keep pushin' through life one day at a time?

 

(Quinn)

'Cuz were told thats how life is.

 

(WYZ)

Well than along the way there must have been something I miss?

 

(Quinn)

There will be days like this that's the way life is.

 

(WYZ)

Than explain to me why I always wanna quit?

 

(Quinn)

Because ya backs against the wall and your forced to choose.

 

(WYZ)

Man I'm tired of this shit 'cuz I always seem to lose.

 

(Quinn)

Take a breath before you blow a fuse.

 

(WYZ)

Stop tellin' me what the fuck to do you don't know how my mind works.

 

(Quinn)

Be a man and handle ya biz, but in the shadow of ya mind.

We know ya feelings lerk, and you don't what to do.

Life has you chokin', so grab a hammer and bash it.

Back till it's broken, take the peices that ya want.

And keep on walkin.

 

(WYZ)

You can't save me so why, the fuck are we even talkin'.

 

(Quinn)

'Cuz if I can reach out and preach, I can keep you from jumpin'.

 

(WYZ)

Man it's to late the bullets, have already started dumpin'.

 

(Quinn)

Just like you I feel the world's against, me but start runnin'.

 

(WYZ)

Runnin' from wat, my fears, maybe thats why its me.

Everyone is shunnin'.

 

(Quinn)

Don't lay down for the people who avoid you, do what ever it takes.

To keep ya self runnin'.

 

(WYZ)

But fuck man isn't it appearant, my rhymes aren't stunnin'.

 

(Quinn)

It beats turning ya back on us all, and turning to crime.

One line from one rhyme takes more, then it takes to start gunnin'.

 

(WYZ)

Man it's to late I'm standin', on the edge and all it takes.

Is a squeeze of the trigger.

 

(Quinn)

If all ya need is a temp fix, I'd recommend liquer.

 

(WYZ)

Yea man a bottle of liquor, is all handy dandy.

But I need something quicker.

 

(Quinn)

Pulling the trigger will deal, the same amount of damage.

Only found on the rictor.

 

(WYZ)

Man I just wanna be like one of these, stars in Hollywood.

But richer.

 

(Quinn)

Putting a gun to ya head, wouldn't get you there quicker.

 

(WYZ)

I'm gettin' tired of lookin' at, my own tears on paper.

And no one respectin', me pourin' out my life.

 

(Quinn)

You think if your dead it will end, I'm here to tell you it won't.

 

(WYZ)

It will end no more misery, no blood or tears,

How you 'gon say it won't.

 

(Quinn)

Others around you will be left, with it all on their plate.

Don't tell me it's too late, 'cuz theres plenty of time.

Go on spit it rhyme for rhyme an in time you will shine.

And be a house hold name, and the story that you told.

Will bring ya gold, look at EM, he did the same shit.

Why can't ya do it.

Ya another white kid from, the wrong side of the street.

Dealing the shit ya delt, and smoke like the chief.

 

(WYZ)

Thanks homie, I'm glad we had the time, to sit down and talk.

'Cuz without you over the edge I would have walked.

Now I got a chance to turn, my life around and start fresh.

Now I'ma tear this game apart, it's me live in the flesh.

It's nice to know that's there, still people like you that care.