Testing The Water

Verse 1 OK, time to start a new chapter I’m sick of thinking of questions that I don’t know how to answer Thoughts in my head don’t, won’t sink into the round about two weeks after Though I try to spit positive, peeps don’t wanna, portray me as a wannabe gangster It’s stupid, lately the smallest things will get me annoyed I can’t control my own mind, feels like I’m in a sequel event of the void Exhausted myself to the point that I feel all I got left is destroyed Can’t live off the money that I make off this so I gotta get me employed No, I’m not the kind of guy to do a 9 to 5 in a lab in a white coat I started out on the road that narrowed to the point that it feels like a tight rope MCs on the net tweet me asking how do I cope How do I cope? Ha, the reply that I give them is “I don’t” I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it, I’ll drop the things ’til it starts falling I do music as a past time at the moment, I’m trying to find my calling Was watching Waking Life then I logged on Twitter and I saw man talking People bad minding stuff and I swear it bugged me ’til the following morning Hook Well I guess that’s just the way that it goes (The way that it goes, the way that it goes) Is this gonna work out, will I know? (Nobody knows) ‘Cause I’ve been doing this for ages I’ve been blessing many stages Breaking my back to finish the remaining pages That’s just how it goes (That’s just how it goes) I guess that’s just how it goes I’m just testing the water Testing the water Verse 2 Time to start a new mind state Couldn’t see where I was at then all of a sudden my pupils started to dilate I wish people understood that I won’t make music that I hate So then when I put out my new stuff my old fans wouldn’t become so irate I know somewhere in the world someone must be hating my stuff Trying to please all people, I won’t hesitate to say that it’s tough ‘Cause everyone’s got a fake face, I won’t fall for the way that you bluff For the record, I won’t treat music like a job ’til it pays me enough There’s so much stigma attached to a rapper that’s poor If I can’t afford a hotel it appears I’ll sleep on a laminate floor Never at home, always on the go, and I just can’t hack it no more You might think I’m rude but I’m not, I just crave the day that I’m back at my door I’m nowhere near where I want to be, not even half way Give me a couple of years and maybe my attitude won’t be so blasé Blasé, blasé, who knows what I’ll be in the future? I can’t say, but all that matters is now, gotta make this our day Hook But I guess that’s just the way that it goes (The way that it goes, the way that it goes) Is this gonna work out? Nobody knows (Nobody knows) ‘Cause I’ve been doing this for ages I’ve been blessing many stages Breaking my back to finish the remaining pages That’s just how it goes (That’s just how it goes) I guess that’s just how it goes I’m just testing the water Testing the water I’m just testing the water Testing the water I’m testing the water Testing the water, testing the water I’m just testing the water Testing the water Testing the water I’m testing the water, I’m testing the water