Your Interpretation

By Jet 2

On Rhythm And Poetry

Released on May 21, 2015

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[Intro]

Lost in translation thinking about forever

And far is that away from me

How far is that away from me

If every moment's timeless, then how do they get better

As time goes by

I don't know why


[Verse 1]

Trapped in the middle of my thoughts

Trying to get back in, feeling like it's my fault

Let it fade to black before the pages black out

Take a shot for me like you're playing Black Ops

That cop view is true too dude

Tell me in the middle, what are you to do

Stuck in the situation, you're praying for visitation

Feeling it's too late for you to back out

We living in the future, that's now

Tomorrow never dies, tell me how does that sound

Every new year, time to go another round

Life will never break you down

Down

[Chorus](Repeat 2x)

I'm in the zone, I need a break

These rhythms on my mind wondering where we go now

Where we go now

Where we go now

Where we go now


[Verse 2]

I'm about to murder with the pen skill

'Til everything is on point, check the fence skill

Sharp as a number two pencil

Flow hard on me, no pause, but I been still

And you just dodge ball like Ben Stiller

Trying to let the money talk wile my mind ventrilo-

Quist, alchemist with the mix like a chemist

Spit like a swish gargle rinse with a dentist

I'm on the track with a vengeance

That's my release therapy with a gensing

I like my liquid on ice with a Dentyne

I'm just trying to get my credit like the end scene

In sync while I take the back-streets

'Cause the whip ai'nt registered

But I'm standing with the cash at this register

Trying to buy that new tennis, Roger Federer

Crunch line, during crunch time

I'll be cutting through the lunch line

This is just a snip for all competitors

Wrekless, and there ain't no one ahead of us

Even before the money, we're forever rich

In mind and spirit, inside the lyrics

Where God invented, we've got an infinite of leverage

That's it, take a trip, let me know if you're rolling with me

I won't stop until the gold is with me

On Tilden like the avenue in Culver City

I'm with Mickey, send a rest in peace to Walter Disney

I've been busy with the goal setting

Chasing dreams, no dosing it

Open mind, no closing it

Hope is what you make it

When the thought of failure just can't fit

When the action of giving up just ain't it

With all these beautiful pics painted

Face it, racing patience is just not an option

Stopping for little to nothing

Dropping gemstones in the pot where I'm cooking up

[Chorus](Repeat 2x)