Fine Line

[Verse 1]

Another day, another hotel, the inside of it is nice though, oh well

This is my life so as I go and try on clothes for tonight's show

To see how far that line goes, still blows my mind, show business

Guess I'll just never get, so this shit just always feels so weird

To this day because all's I ever did

Was just say the shit I would've wanted to hear

Other people say to me when I was a kid

So please don't make me some type of hero

'Cause I will say some ol' inspirational shit in a real way

But still will have a field day with some of the fucked up shit

In the world and tell it to suck on the dick, 'cause I still make fun

Of a sitch someone's in like a son of a bitch at another's expense

I'm fuckin' relentless as fuck when it comes to this pen

I struggle with coming to senses, stuck on the fence

It's a balance beam, if I seem unbalanced, it's challenging

When my conscience allows me to think the most foulest

Childish things without even blinking, without even thinkin' about

All the stinkin' amounts of people that seems to be reachin'

But the crowds, they're screaming

And The Palace sold out this evening

But now it's lay me down to sleeping

Is it really my soul to keep, or have I sold it cheap?

Is it greed? And do I take more than I need?

When I joke of leavin', but keep overachievin'

'Cause what it's stole from me I've barely broken even

[Hook: Luis Resto]

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

[Verse 2]

So a martyr is how I paint myself

And through my harrowin' ordeals I’m so vain I want my respect

But ignore the butterfly effect that comes from my dialect

'Til I sit in the dark and I reflect

And my reflection shows what it's like here

'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights

Yeah, it's like a nightmare

I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a night mirror

And I don't like how I see myself, so I open the Bible to Isaiah

'Cause I swear to Christ there are nights when I stay up and might

Say a prayer twice just to make sure God hears

'Cause this ice layer I skate on's a nice way of putting it

But I like stayin' feistier than a triceratops and like a dice player

I got a nice paradise here, sealed off in my lair

Away from the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit from

And this house, is quite bare, but it ain't when you can't leave it

And I feel so isolated, it's nice I made it

But it's like I paid the price of fame twice, I hate it

So I bitch about my life then make another song

Vicious cycle ain't it, then wonder why I stay famous

I keep walkin' the line, this goldfish bowl gets old

But especially when you don’t know

If your conscience is sayin' I told you so

'Cause you don't even know anymore

If you got the soul of a soldier, or you sold your soul

[Hook: Luis Resto]

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

[Bridge]

And from here you look so small

Hovering high above us all

Please come back to me

[Verse 3]

I still remember the times when

They were simpler than the rhymes of

Vanilla Ice were when I was just killin' the mics

I'll never forget what that feeling was like

I miss those times now when I was just starting out

Without a dime and, now I'm diamond

I can't even stage dive in the crowd anymore now when I've been

Stuck in this house hibernatin', hate even going outside

It sucks, sometimes I just wanna walk into Target and look at shit and browse, I don't even want to buy nothin'

I just wanna fuckin' walk around inside it

Look how excited I sound when I get to talkin' bout life and

Everything about it I miss, which now reminds me

Put a thousand lighters in the sky for the Outsidaz

Wow, I must have had Alzheimer's

Long time since I shouted them out, 'bout time

'Cause it's been on my mind lately how

Zee, you always supported me

You vouched, I will never forget that and

How you guys accepted me for me and Pace

I love you too, you slept on my couch

And I've been thinkin' 'bout the time

When I slept on the floor at The Outhouse

Rhyming's all we ever wanted to do

And regardless how life has turned out

Inside I'll, I'll always be an outsider

My life has been turned inside out but I

[Hook: Luis Resto]

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

I know, it's a fine, fine line

Living in hope or dire need

[Outro]

But I keep walkin' the line...