(Handwriting's on the wall) Yeah, on the wall I'ma keep til they toss me out this motherf*cker man
1] Excuse my tone of voice but was just a bad day Label hit me about another and said I ain't had play Since Country Sh*t, they thought that was a regional record anyway But thank God for Bun B and because they had faith sh*t would take off and it did, guess I was too country to quit I make albums not hits, rich folks don't know about this But cool, I'm back to that K.R.I.T. Wuz Here Pray to God this was meant for me, a to be Hoping my was near Maybe I'm rapping in vain, this wasn't my lane Maybe I'm hurting myself, talking 'bout real life instead of the How can I Shawty I swear I think I'm wasting time On the phone with my pops like, "I just save some lives" I just want a deuce to ride with the ones I was My pride might be my downfall, but I ain't asking for I wear my heart on my sleeve, don't run me cuz it bleeds No disrespect to your craft, but I my own beats the handwriting.
(The on the wall...) Man the Hennessy do something to a man sometimes that sh*t... I can't hold back, you feel me?
2] First got me like boiling water with soda in it Drop my project in the pot it lock up like those in prison prove these people wrong that don't see the vision Three nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to Two free albums minus label Fired my publicist cuz I what I was paying him for Drunk til I'm conscious, call tell him put y'all on 3-way immediately Cuz I'm sick of being to and I'm waging war Then I'm back to Sippi-land and I'm quitting rap Ain't bad cuz when I was poor, hell I was fat and happy Dealing with the critics and the got me trippin' Like my and my tone make it really hard to listen I was scarred but I was driven before the came Lynching rappers and dropping albums, and watching em I pushed mine back with fear that they might just do me the Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but part of the game Hell, the handwriting...
(The on the wall...) Goddamn right it's on the I take sh*t seriously man This is my life, all I've ever known This all I'll ever do and I to God I won't let take it from me
3] I did it for all of and all of yours Ten deep in the game I'm in I'm bound to lose if I'm in sin If I play to win will I it out? I'm of feeling my heart Lord I just wanna scrape it out the road less traveled, sh*t I just gotta stay the route I hear the hate and all the betrayal I gotta phase it out With another shot, better it down with a glass of Crown Put that on my tab, I'm doing bad Cuz music's all ever known, sh*t, all I've ever had Tryna say something, tryna do something, be better much time left, I gotta make do, I can't live forever Ain't that what me me? No smoke and no mirrors And I even wear Loc's, so they can see me clear And you can say that I'm bitter but tell me if I'm They stick their up and talk down on Mississippi Imagine how feel to know you work hard, and you educated And they you like you never made it The handwriting...
(The handwriting's on the wall, curtain's about to fall Just ain't no feelings at all, the handwriting, on the wall)