(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 but today was just a bad day Label hit me about another single and I ain't had play Since Country Sh*t, hell they thought that was a regional record But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because had faith That sh*t would take off and it did, I was too country to quit I make albums not hits, these rich folks don't know 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 my time was near Maybe I'm rapping in vain, maybe this my lane Maybe I'm hurting myself, talking 'bout life instead of the fame How can I change? Shawty I swear I think I'm time On the phone with my pops like, "I just wanna save lives" I just a deuce to ride with the ones I was dealt My pride be my downfall, but I ain't asking for help I wear my heart on my sleeve, don't run into me cuz it No disrespect to your craft, but I make my own 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 got me like boiling water with soda in it Drop my project in the pot it lock up like those in prison Gotta these people wrong that don't see the vision Three nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to Two free minus label support my publicist cuz I forgot what I was paying him for Drunk til I'm conscious, call Johnny him put y'all on 3-way immediately Cuz I'm sick of being to and I'm waging 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 Dealing with the critics and the comments got me Like my accent and my tone make it really hard to I was scarred but I was driven before the politics Lynching rappers and dropping albums, and watching em I pushed mine with fear that they might just do me the same Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but that's part of the Hell, the handwriting...
(The on the wall...) Goddamn it's on the wall I take sh*t seriously man is my life, this all I've ever known This all I'll ever do and I promise to God I let take it from me
3] I did it for all of and all of yours Ten toes deep in the I'm in I'm bound to lose if I'm in sin If I play to win will I it out? I'm tired of feeling my heart I just wanna scrape it out This the road less traveled, sh*t I just stay the route I hear the and all the betrayal I just gotta phase it out With another shot, better chase it with a glass of Crown Put on my tab, yeah I'm doing bad Cuz music's all I've known, sh*t, all I've ever had Tryna say something, tryna do something, tryna be Ain't much time left, I gotta do, I can't live forever Ain't that what makes me me? No smoke and no And I don't wear Loc's, so they can see me clear And you can say that I'm bitter but me if I'm trippin' stick their noses up and talk down on Mississippi Imagine how feel to know you work hard, and you educated And they treat you you never made it The handwriting...
(The handwriting's on the wall, curtain's about to fall Just ain't no left at all, the handwriting, on the wall)