Endless
Yeah... time keeps tickin', the world keeps spinnin'. Got my pen to the paper, a new beginnin'. They say the grind stops, but I see no finish line... Just an endless design. Check the clock, hands movin' slow, seventy-three beats. A story in the making, the urban streets. From the corner stoops where the dreamers speak their piece, To the high-rise offices, where they sign the leases. It's a concrete jungle, where the struggle feels eternal, Flip the page on the pain, turn the daily into a journal. My thoughts run laps, this track a marathon, Chasin' a legacy that lasts past the dawn. 'Cause the motion is Endless, the hustle never stops, From the bottom to the middle, to the very top. Life is a river, and we're just floatin' in the flow, Where it ends, nobody knows, but the story's gotta go. Yeah, it's all Endless, the pain and the glory, We just keep on writin' the chapters of the story. Seen friends fade like the denim in the sun, New faces appear, the cycle's never done. Generations stackin' up, the history repeats, The same old struggles, the same old defeats. But the spirit is relentless, gotta fight the good fight, Walk through the shadow just to find the light. The money chase, the fame game, the vanity's the same, Just different players now, all shoutin' out their name. Building a future, hopin' that the foundation's strong, 'Cause the echoes of the past can last endlessly long. 'Cause the motion is Endless, the hustle never stops, From the bottom to the middle, to the very top. Life is a river, and we're just floatin' in the flow, Where it ends, nobody knows, but the story's gotta go. Yeah, it's all Endless, the pain and the glory, We just keep on writin' the chapters of the story. No end in sight, just infinite sky, Watch the moments pass, as the days go by. Away, fade away, the memories we make, The only thing that's real, for goodness sake. Endless... yeah. The track stops, but the feeling won't. Just another day... another rhyme... It goes on and on... Yeah...
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Yeah... time keeps tickin', the world keeps spinnin'. Got my pen to the paper, a new beginnin'. They say the grind stops, but I see no finish line... Just an endless design. Check the clock, hands movin' slow, seventy-three beats. A story in the making, the urban streets. From the corner stoops where the dreamers speak their piece, To the high-rise offices, where they sign the leases. It's a concrete jungle, where the struggle feels eternal, Flip the page on the pain, turn the daily into a journal. My thoughts run laps, this track a marathon, Chasin' a legacy that lasts past the dawn. 'Cause the motion is Endless, the hustle never stops, From the bottom to the middle, to the very top. Life is a river, and we're just floatin' in the flow, Where it ends, nobody knows, but the story's gotta go. Yeah, it's all Endless, the pain and the glory, We just keep on writin' the chapters of the story. Seen friends fade like the denim in the sun, New faces appear, the cycle's never done. Generations stackin' up, the history repeats, The same old struggles, the same old defeats. But the spirit is relentless, gotta fight the good fight, Walk through the shadow just to find the light. The money chase, the fame game, the vanity's the same, Just different players now, all shoutin' out their name. Building a future, hopin' that the foundation's strong, 'Cause the echoes of the past can last endlessly long. 'Cause the motion is Endless, the hustle never stops, From the bottom to the middle, to the very top. Life is a river, and we're just floatin' in the flow, Where it ends, nobody knows, but the story's gotta go. Yeah, it's all Endless, the pain and the glory, We just keep on writin' the chapters of the story. No end in sight, just infinite sky, Watch the moments pass, as the days go by. Away, fade away, the memories we make, The only thing that's real, for goodness sake. Endless... yeah. The track stops, but the feeling won't. Just another day... another rhyme... It goes on and on... Yeah...
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