(Handwriting's on the wall) Yeah, it's on the I'ma drinking 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 single and said I had play Since Country Sh*t, hell they that was a regional record anyway But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because had faith That sh*t would off and it did, guess I was too country to quit I make albums not hits, these rich folks don't know about But that's cool, I'm back to that K.R.I.T. Wuz Pray to God this was for me, a king to be Hoping my time was Maybe I'm rapping in vain, this wasn't my lane Maybe I'm hurting myself, talking 'bout real instead of the fame How can I Shawty I swear I think I'm wasting time On the phone with my like, "I just wanna save some lives" I just want a to ride with the ones I was dealt My pride might be my downfall, but I ain't asking for I wear my heart on my sleeve, run into me cuz it bleeds No to your craft, but I make my own beats the handwriting.
(The on the wall...) Man the Hennessy do something to a n*gga man that sh*t... I just can't hold back, you me?
2] First quarter got me like boiling with soda in it my project in the pot watch it lock up like those in prison Gotta prove these people wrong don't see the vision nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to mention Two albums minus label support my publicist cuz I forgot what I was paying him for Drunk til I'm conscious, call Johnny tell him put on 3-way immediately Cuz I'm sick of being lied to and I'm war Then I'm going back to Sippi-land and I'm rap Ain't that bad cuz I was poor, hell I was fat and happy with the critics and the comments got me trippin' Like my accent and my tone make it really to listen I was scarred but I was before the politics came Lynching rappers and albums, and watching em hang I pushed mine back with fear that might just do me the same Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but that's of the game Hell, the handwriting...
(The on the wall...) right it's on the wall I take this seriously man is my life, this all I've ever known This all I'll do and I promise to God I won't let nobody take it 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 make it I'm tired of my heart Lord I just wanna scrape it out This the road less traveled, sh*t I gotta stay the route I hear the and all the betrayal I just gotta phase it out With another shot, better it down with a glass of Crown Put on my tab, yeah 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 Ain't 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 noses up and talk down on Imagine how you'd feel to you work hard, and you educated And they you like you never made it The handwriting...
(The handwriting's on the wall, final curtain's to fall Just ain't no feelings at all, the handwriting, on the wall)