I don’t care what you heard I’m a man of his wordnAnd I swallow my pride to satisfy this tape wormnI write it all over my pretty face we all make mistakesnBut I’ll never wash it off to save face, I wipe my handsnYou run your fingers through my persona and like to kick mudnI’m through smoothing things over, can’t say I didn’t trynNot surprised you stand me downnI let the chips fall I’m gone once they hit the groundnnConsider it what I owe you, thinking you only know the halfnYou only know what I told you, cause I showed you that masknIt’s funny watching people change, who were once friendsnThey seem to forget all the shit that you did for themnWe’re talking nickels and dimes so why bother?nThey’ll never appreciate the worth of a dollarnBut you should lift your feet cause you’re shittin’ where you eat and carrying the scentnWent from child to marionette, you need someone to pull your stringsnThat’s how you get off nowadays cause you picked off your own wingsnPretending to run with daredevils and race speed demonsnLet’s see when you get lost when the road pitchforksnnCause the way that you see it, ain’t the way that I see itnIt’s the lies that you feed it and why you get so heatednnThat’s when I cut these ties up and leave them behindnFuck the reasons why, it’s like “why not?”nCause everybody’s got a side plot, they’re nurturing blind spotsnAnd no one gives a fuck what you and I wantnWhen nothing’s sacred and nothing’s worth savingnIn a world that you told that is yours for the takingnAnd it can all be replaced like thatnNever would I think something that I love would have a price tagnI hope you got what you wanted, and it was worth itnCause I know this game, I’ve played it, and how it works is nYou see my game face? What about my war face?nWhat about this one? I’ve got a million different ones to beat the systemnI share my cards, this is where we partnWhen I needed you to listen you just try to compare scarsnAnd now your cut is deeper, follow your fucking leadernOne foot in front of the other, see ya when I see yanDon’t stop when the curtain drops to half massnPractice your jab, you’re still trying to get in the last laughnTellin’ a joke I’ve heard a number of timesnI want to see your face when I’m there to spoil the punch linennIt’s your world baby, if you want itn