Notes

Intro: Chaotic Lynk
Yo, I remember being a knucklehead when I was a kid, you know remember that, yeah you knew everything ya know what I'm sayin', those were the days man for real, yo bring it back

Verse 1: Chaotic Lynk
Time to man up take responsibility too
Yo get up stand up nothing's givin to you
And remember you entitled to nothin'
And the last time I check you gettin' somethin' for somethin'
One day you recognize and open up your eyes
See the sunder blue skies realize who was wise (who was wise)
Time's the only cure for your dissolution
Wake up with solutions ain't come to those conclusions (yeah)
The main part don't end it before you start
Experience will never solve the mysteries of the heart (nope)
I stand here as a mentor to pass you the torch
You get nowhere if you sitting there rocking on the porch (uh)
The only grind's the true one, slow and steady (true one)
When opportunity knocks son, you best be ready
And if you lucky you might get a second chance
Make you fate and fire out your three point stance

Hook: Chaotic Lynk
Growing up's a hard thing, watch his emotions swing
No one knows anything, everyone knows something
Actions reactions, most become fractions
Notes written in my book, dying in brilliant fashion
(x2)

Verse 2: Chaotic Lynk
Lessons one day you'll pass on when I'm gone
When the only way I'll carry on is through song
Don't listen now but you'll comprehend in time
Beware of that line and if you cross it you'll mind
I wish I had the answers yo I wish I knew
Sometimes the ring of fire we gotta go through (gotta go through)
Uh, don't let these forces distract you from your goals
Let the dice role every road has its toll (has its toll)
The more you desire, the price gets higher
And with more drama kid comes a hotter fire (hotter fire)
And I'ma keep it real since you think that you're grown
Yo a man is only a man once he makes it one his own (makes it one his own)
The world you live in don't even exist
So unclench your fist and you brace for that shift (come on)
Respect me now but understand me later
To you these are worthless notes on a paper (yeah)

Hook: Chaotic Lynk
Growing up's a hard thing, watch his emotions swing
No one knows anything, everyone knows something
Actions reactions, most become fractions
Notes written in my book, dying in brilliant fashion
(x2)