[XI/XII] Other Side of the Game Big K.R.I.T.

(...A lil' bit more
...a jazzy-ass song, man
I can't even lie...)

[Intro]
Sometimes (sometimes)
What you gonna do
When there's bills to pay
And there's kids to raise
And the money that you make
Just ain't enough?

[Verse 1]
Uh, sun sizzlin' through my window
I peep the tempo
You toke up on that indo
When life comes to crescendo
We played it smooth
I got the heart to make it
I'm Liam Neeson for my people
Mine ain't for the takin'
Talkin' kindness
Some get blinded
By boasts for shinin'
The coldest nigga ever still couldn't predict the climate
Time's a wrinkle to the heat they ironin'
Press it dinin'
It was tucked away like a handkerchief and pocket linin'
Can't define it
Raise your signage
How we up, but we still declinin'?
Black is gold, but we strive for diamonds
Zion's close
I just pray you find it
And send word to the left behinded
Overwhelmed and undermined it
Instead of guns I got knowledge you should blow your mind with
Don't be late for the vibin', check your time and
We all got a lane of our own, watch we drivin'
Every pool ain't meant for divin'
Every groove ain't meant for slidin'
Don't confuse hustlin' with survivin'
Life is far from a game with quick revivin'
Only mothers cryin'
Over kids dyin'
While they tryin'
To make a livin'
In a world of bill collectors
Forever billin'
While the rest want a better life
Lookin' at the ceilin' as the fan blow
Man, this sheetrock ain't appealin', uh