Fine Line

Another Day, another hotel,
The inside of it’s nice though,
Oh well, This is my life so,
As I go and try to close for the nights show
See how far that line goes,
Still blows my mind show,
Business I’ll never get some of this shit,
Just always gives a weird,
To this day cause all I never did,
Was just say the shit,
I’m the one that wanted to hear,
Other people say to me when I was a kid,
Son please don’t make me some type of hero,
Cause I will say some inspirational shit in a real way,
But will still have a field day with some of the,
Fuc*** up shit in the world and tell it to suck the dick,
Cause I still make a son of a bitch
At anothers expense, I’m fuckin’ relentless,
As f*** when it come to this pen,
I struggle with coming to my senses,
Stuck on the fence on a balance beam if I seem unbalanced,
It’s challenging but my conscience allows me to think,
The most foulish childish things without even blinking,
Without even thinkin’ about all the stinkin’ amounts of,
People that seem to be reachin’ in the crowds,
I’m scream in the palace sold out this evening,
But now it’s, mayube down to sleeping,
Is it really my soul to keep or,
Have I sold it cheap is it greed,
Do I take more than I need,
When I joke about leavin’,
But keep over achievin’,
Because whats stolen from me barely boke even

I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying
I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying

So i notice how I paint myself,
And through my hair when ordeals I’m so vain,
I want my respect but ignore the,
Butterfly effect that come from my dialect,
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection sohws what it’s like here
Cause this vanity surrounded by all these lights yeah,
It’s like a nightmare,
I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a nightmare,
And I don’t like how I see myself so I,
Open the Bible to Isaiah cause,
I swear to Christ there are nights where,
I stay up at night jus to say a prayer twice,
Just to make sure God hears cause this ice layer,
Ice skate on tonights where,
Put in it but I like stands,
Feistier then a triceritops and like a dice player,
I got a nice pair of dice here,
Sealed off in my lair,
Away form the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit,
From this house it’s quite big but it ain’t when you can’t leave it,
And I feel so isolated nice I made it,
But it’s like I payed the price of fame twice I hate it,
So bitch about my life then make another song,
It’s a cycle ain’t it,
Then I wonder why I’m still famous,
Keep walkin’ the line,
This gold fish poke it’s old,
But especially when you don’t know
If your conscience is sayin’ I told you so
You don’t even know anymore if you got the soul of a soldier,
Or if you sold your soul.

I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying
I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying
And from here you look so small,
Hovering high above us all,
Please come back, to me

I still remeber the time when,
They were simpler tahn the rhymes of,
Vanilla Ice were when,
I was just killin’ the mics,
I’ll never forget what that feeling was like,
God, I miss those time now when I was just starting out,
Without a diamond, now I’m diamond,
I can’t even stage dive in the crowd anymore now when I’ve been,
Stuck in this house hibernate,
Hate even going outside it,
Sucks, sometimes I just wanna walk in Target and looke at shit Browse,
I don’t even want to buy nothin’,
I just wanna fucjin’ walk around insede it,
Look how excited,
I sound when I get to talkin’ bout life and,
Everything about it I miss,
Which now reminds me,
Put a thousand lighters in the sky for the outsidaz,
Wow, I must have had alzheimers,
Long time since I Shouted them out, bout time,
Cause it’s been on my mind lately how,
Zee you always supported me,
You vounched, I will never forget that and,
How you guys accepted me for me and Pace,
I love you too, you slept on my couch,
And I been thinkin’ bout the time,
I slept on the floor at the outhouse,
Rhyming is all we ever wanted to do,
And regardless how life has turned out,
Insede I’ll always be an outsider,
My life has been turned inside out but I,

I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying
I know, it’s a fine, fine line,
Living in a hole dying