[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
[Verse 1: Mojo]
I'm from the borough where there's crack on the corners
And rappers on the runways, since 9-11 seeing soldiers on the subways
The hood is hell but god visits on Sundays
And cats with high hopes try to make it here someday
I'm from the city where it's bigger than it seems
Where kids with big dreams meet with killers with cream
And it's difficult to live in your means or go beyond
When babies are rocking jerseys like they'repart of the team
I'm from the state where the funding is lean for education
Hate for the governor's schemes and hesitations
I'm from the nation where you bleed for reservations
Seems the foundation was greed and segregation
I'm from the planet where you need precipitation
If the rain don't fall then the weeds can get impatient
Pray I'm universally heard on every station
But the way this world's looking got me waiting for the spaceship sometimes
[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
[Verse 2: MasD]
This stress don't stop ergo, I watch my hair go
Don't let it get me down stay smooth like Nair dome
There ain't really no places where I wouldn't dare roam
I traipse through the lion's den with bare flow, more than a fair show
Grab the microphone and let my cares go
Three sheets to the wind, pissing upstream wetting the bed
Head full of steam, so wicked I ain't getting to dream
With nothing to lose, cool down the pace I'm busting a move
I take my time not to rush it when discussing the groove
I'm crushing the blues, burning the green, seeing red
So much thoughts ain't even room for no hair on my head
Though in my mind's eye jah know me have fi see me a dread, Rasta
Repping the Babylon born and bred
Running off my random, full with New York pride
I spit with more chutzpah than the Upper East Side
This making ends meet is tasting like I'm wasting my time on chasing these rhymes
Sometimes...
[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
[Verse 3: Rheturik]
Nowadays it's gimme gimme, no chivalry smoke up the chimney
Real people ven aqui get at me, feed off my energy
We live in lean times with very few amenities
Kids seeking identities, feel it's well worth the penalty to
Pop something off and hold their spot down or
Knock something off and blow the spot quick
Reap the benefits, funny thing is the same sentiments exist
Up in the writ of unelected candidates
You sit in your jeep they sit in their jeep
But all the while they under guise of keeping the peace
They police beef while we beef with police
Spreading freedom, at least that's what they said in their speech
I take it all in with a grain of salt
And thank whoever's up above I'm from New York
Cause when we go 'round, it's like you're all on tour with me
And when it goes down, I know I got the world with me, so come on
[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me
Sometimes I feel
Like the world is closing in on me