Yo Let's take it back to the days when the playgrounds were played in Before they were aged no grapes to a raisin With a piece of cake laced with a caper of hatred And a makeshift escape that's amazing It graces, so face it There's no erasing the ace in my sleeve When I hit you like Mace to the face and You know I'm taking any necessary actions No break from this war man no veterans will relax and See the sediment is cracking Intelligence distractions for a hellbent group of hasbends To react within the bastion Said the last last havin crack addicts back atom Blasting off to Saturn in a pattern called disaster The past is coming back The cataracts and bastards trying to hack the roller master blasting gas into their caskets Just to blast a case living at a faster pace Then I'll be making true music til I pass away True music has always been built to last Sometimes it takes a while Recognition is seldom fast There's many inches in a mile I really feel that we're trapped inside a labyrinth Where there's only one escape They call it madness And while the lives of innocents are passing after every afternoon I wonder why the hell theres people acting rude But then again I finished and that haven't moved But every single item on our list labeled last to do Like, what happened dude? Time flying by faster than it has to do What about the captains crew What the fuck they asking you Either way its been built to last I got a life like a rose and a wilted past I said either way its been built to last I got a life like a rose and a wilted past Is the plan that falls apart And we understand that its art Like damnit im not as smart as I thought I was at the start We eatin like alucard and that's all that I need to smile But how many inches in a mile? True music has always been built to last Sometimes it takes a while Recognition is seldom fast Theres many inches in a mile You could say I stepped outside my boundaries This shit is nearly foreign But who cares when we chilling in the cut like Neosporin Theres some shit to kick you door in While your families sleepin snorin Some average out in public but a monster when recording I say hold on like youre hoarding Then wait until manana These motherfuckers mad cause we sick though We slice them like katanas they can't take no more No [?] The new kid on the block is making waves, aloha Oh god I got you your girls screaming now "Don't stop" These rappers like balloons They get big and then they go pop When you look in the mirror youre looking at an actor But alls I see is a star like im typing in a password Fake ass kids talk trash and get smashed, word Im shutting down the underground like napster Tracklist master Always get the last word While the music is touchin all your kids like a pastor True music has always been built to last Sometimes it takes a while Recognition is seldom fast Theres many inches in a mile True music has always been built to last Sometimes it takes a while Recognition is seldom fast Theres many inches in a mile