Flipside

Verse One : What he saw was his life in the big screen A light beyond the night through the side of a dim street In a cypher, spitting his life in a sixteen Hoping his money will grow to the height of his big dreams Back in the day we was scribbling rhymes, openly Dwindling time, mostly And they told me when I "See the sky, remember to fly closely And hopefully won't be most of these niggas living to die broke" We in the same boat, for the time being And hope is floating against the current And you place a distant third, in a first and a second attempt I hope the bigger picture is worth the perfectionist's pen It took to create with am I caged in, the same shit and whenever the page flips And no question if it's the same twist ending with no end to it Hoping my lane switch and I'm hoping it's no delays in it Hoping it makes sense, is what I'm hoping Hook : And on the real it's just to get by To spend the minutes alive Until your limited time is up and said I'll catch you on the flipside (Background - And I am what I am, and I'm doing what I came to do And you can put that on your mind and trust..) And on the real it's just to get by To spend the minutes alive Until your limited time is up and said I'll catch you on the flipside Verse Two : Yeah, I see the stage is set Lights, camera action for the favorite guest A painful threat, to lose it all when you never had shit and crave respect You still tryna establish what you built out of imagining What's complex in a dream Even envisioning mansions and executive suites And letting my testament speak My only weapon is speech You're no reflection of me Only represent Priest I ain't addressing no beef Plain as ever: no grief, or blame, regret or no sleep Yeah, but shit I'm contemplating it now Mind's flooded trying not to complicate it with doubts My time's coming just another somber face in the crowd With a bunch of roses in a city block awaiting to sprout Yeah, but seen the city steal more than you can imagine In short, no compensation for the damages for an imaginative war With no commander of this war And you can abandon the remorse Given a chance and a reward The answer we more than have to establish: What we after to be More than what we asking to be More than that, we've answered it before Like, see when niggas read in between the lines, you peep What's either beside or what lies beneath my rhymes I wanna be in the driver's seat You niggas passengers, looking in the eyes of Priest Hook : And on the real it's just to get by To spend the minutes alive Until your limited time is up and said I'll catch you on the flipside (Background - And I am what I am, and I'm doing what I came to do And you can put that on your mind and trust..) And on the real it's just to get by To spend the minutes alive Until your limited time is up and said I'll catch you on the flipside