Elbow room, I need some elbow room

With all this ambition I need elbow room

You know what time it is

But you won't look at the clock

You want to keep going when you know you should stop



There's groups, a lot

With demos to shop

Like they're the ?Bedos?

But they're not

Wake up from the dream

Go back to school

Get an education

An occupation

Can't chase a dead cat

Can't get too far on a bike if the tires are flat

You have a homie who has a cousin

Who used to cut the hair of an intern at a label

Who says he's able to pass a word to his boss

Yeah, it's a lead but his boss doesn't know his first name

Perpetration is the game

It's that

I'm ahead of you kid, Big Busy, Mad Child

God showed me I don't fit in the scheme of things

At the most I rock a chain and my wedding ring

We're all different from one another

Beyond color, the mystery has been uncovered



[Chorus x2]

Elbow room, I need some elbow room

With all this (opposition / ambition) I need elbow room

You know what time it is

But you won't look at the clock

You want to keep going when you know you should stop



Prevent the mistake is how I think

You better fix the leak before the boat sinks

Labels put money in to get money back

Turn around and blame the public when the group is wack

Point blank, I'm stating the fact

I'm cutting down the rubbish with my _battle axe_

I see why people think rap is trash

A song is garbage if it's all about cash

I understand survival is key

But where will you be when there's no more money?

Blank and empty, unfulfilled

For me, it's allmighty God; not the dollar bill

I wasn't born with the crew; I won't die with the crew

I can't be frustrated, I can just pray for you

If your flesh wants to rap but your spirit says no

I suggest you listen to the spirit, grow, and grow



[Chorus x2]



If rap is your calling it must have been a crank call

Get some caller ID

So you know where it's coming from

Before you pick it up and waste a bunch of time on the phone

Speaking on my behalf, every waking second

Is self-examination, constantly facing

Where can I improve according to spiritual law

As a man of flesh, as a man of flaw?

Can't do it without you, Lord

I'm a co-dependent

You know my heart and whether I meant it

Man's more concerned with pleasing man before pleasing You

We can say what you want but we know it's true

Yes, this is message music

Speaking to those who abuse it

Mess around and lose it

Everything we do is recorded

Hell is the price of sin; I can't afford it, No!



[Chorus x2]



You want to keep rapping when you know you should stop

You want to keep graphing when you know you should stop

You want to keep scratching when you know you should stop

You want to keep dancing when you know you should stop

You want to keep bashing when you know you should stop

You want to keep amping when you know you should stop

Stop, stop, stop [fades out]