Josh Theisen - Surviving The Times Remix(Nas)

All copyrights for this song go to Nas, I do not own the instrumental or title to this song...only the lyrics are mine.

A little different style for me and something that has more feeling than usual. It makes me a little more proud.

LYRICS:
today i broke down in tears what has this life become
coke bottles in the fridge just waitin for some rum
but fuck it, no change is worth it, believe me
i meet all these people but in the end they fuckin leave me
deceive me always underachieve thee
expectations and outcomes so easy
easily i suppose that's what i meant to say
grammar aint my worry i can erase away
those mistakes those words those slips of the tongue
lickity split you fuck up and it's on to the next one

it's on to the next one
what has this life become
what has this life become
just tell me

see im just here, tryin to survive these times
mental roadblocks cause accidents in my mind
it's racin too fast I'm runnin outta gas
i'm blowin tires and there's someone on my ass
oh thats just my conscience or who i wanna be
on my way to nowhere driving endlessly


i'm on to the next one, next line next verse
next stop i'm lyin in the back of a hearse
i've rehearsed this moment fo my entire life
every night i go to sleep thinkin i could end this strife
i hit a brick wall i am stagnant and stationary
been waitin 5 years do you think i am patient? very

never again will i be stationary
never again

envision a visionary his vision so scary
switchin up styles time to time my mind varies
dodgin your disses with a bunch of verbal parries
spar intellectually so please be wary
the best laid plans well they oft go awry
thoughts of suicide followed by why

why the fuck, why do you follow me?
and i'm surprised my fear hasn't swallowed me

it's time for a breakthrough lights camera action
and if you have your way i'll never get the satisfaction
hopin your at home just chillin and relaxin
while i'm here makin music it's my motherfuckin passion
take another shot my good mood just started crashin
thinkin bout the dreams and opportunities i'm dashin
all the ones i hate on this road of life i'm passin
all my windows down with my own music blastin

strugglin tryin to avoid this bad predicament
trying to kick habits just end up kickin cement
transform like optimus not yet in my prime
cut through tracks like buzzsaw i'm gonna make it mine
contradict my statement just to cause a fuckin arguement
i don't answer back so now who you gonna argue with
you're crazy ur mind is south of the equator
get it out the gutter go and find yourself a waiter
he's got tips on how to keep all options open
and i'm still sittin here everyday just fuckin hopin
that your senses are regained and the 6th you get is trust
tear me a new asshole and curse me if you must
blood stains on carpet this needs to be RESOLVED
but i can never blame you if your done being involved
you influence these lines but not my fuckin life
if you did i'd slit my wrists and end that shit tonight
think highly of myself so I'm staying charismatic
by the time this run is over i'm on top like an attic
right now life is equal to cheap whiskey an Natty
wanna be surrounded by dough like a cake addicted fatty
i can't hide the facts or control my fuckin feelings
change my state of mind or the secrets i am concealing
yes it's true i hate you,you feel the animosity?
i switched this shit around this cat just killed your curiosity
you talkin shit acting like once you knew me
but that shit passin through me like a fuckin faggot blew me


tryin to keep my enemies at bay...guantanamo
you like me but jump off of my shit geranamo
you know i get revenge i love the fuckin taste of it
like i can change my past idk what to make of it
Now they sayin life's over we're talkin end scene
you ain't seein shit like a blind man in his dreams
dream out loud the universe is my canvas
caught with my pants down then pantless
i got a lot to say you can never say i'm rantless
i always hit my target sharp shooter i cant miss
now they think they got me coming out the woodwork
never said it would work yeah but it could work

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[indefinable88]

That was Good. Sounds like u spat the whole thing live, and u didn't warm up properly until the 3rd verse.. or maybe they were just better flows.. but either way i think your a Good writer and if the first half of the track was as Good as the last bit then the whole thing would be bang on..

Contradict my statement just to cause a fucking argument! haha

[killthenakedcat]

@indefinable88 Hey man thanks....and I agree completely with the whole flow switch-up being for the better...thats my biggest issue generally...always felt comfortable as a writer. And ya man it's generally a 1 take deal with me...thanks for the criticism, I definitely can use it.

[MortaL1F3]

bad. quit

[indefinable88]

@killthenakedcat cool. if u really wanna get ur name heard and stuff, getting ur own beats would be an advantage, n get a chorus to link the verses. n record each verse individually. Peace bro

[Wilbanian]

man keep going