Maze

[Intro] M-A-P T-H-E Soul M-A-Z-E, lose control [Verse 1: Dumbfoundead] Three blind mice as we're lost in the maze route Lookin' for the easiest possible way out Day in and day out, you run into a closed road Turning into old folk, chasing after rose gold What they don't know is that it belongs to a fool Choosing wants over needs, singing songs of a mule Carrying their burdens when you barely know the person And that is the difference between a pharaoh and a servant I choose to serve no man but serve mankind At the same time avoiding all of Earth's landmines You step in it and you blow up You exit or you grow up, or get locked up The pigs catch ya eating donuts But I'd rather rhyme bars than sit behind bars How can a prison cell contain this shining bright star They have no idea what I could do in a minute's time Break down the walls of the maze and run through the finish line [Hook] Life is like a maze (x3) When I'm flippin' through the pages [Verse 2: MYK] It's high definition black and white Is it digital, analog, wack or tight? It's stressful wishing sacrifice And the list goes on. It's the facts of life East coast ettiquite, west coast slang Peace we'll never get if shit don't change Do you play with the majors or go independent? Gotta stay paid but I'm broke like a peasant Love, sex, greed, addictions What's next? Need directions There's nobody left to follow Wallow in my sorrow for a hollow tomorrow Life is like a maze, try to keep track of the days That take us from place to place. Awaken and face-to-face Too many choices, possibilities, indecision is killing me And if you lend a helping hand, then I will follow willingly [Hook] [Bridge] M-A-P T-H-E Soul M-A-Z-E, lose control [Verse 3: Tablo] Flip through fashion magazines, cop a swag or lean When nothing's goin' 'smooth', rub a little vaseline Do an online, offline, frontline search Either quench or confine your Columbine thirst Cuz you wanna fit in, and find a perfect 'match' To set your heart in flames. You wanna be a catch Catch-22, catch the flu, catchphrase By any means necessary in this rat's maze It's a black haze muddle, a rainy day puddle Life is gonna wet ya, get ya in a muzzle A struggle to survive, a huddle nine to five with no quarterback (Change?) You won't even get a quarter back It's a murder fact, reality kills Call your doctor now for your reality pills Chill, but still worry... a bug's goin' around Cause life is like your homie, it's 'holdin' you down' [Hook]