Rewind

oh no! the beat's so busted up

like my lip, drinkin pedro out the rusted cup

shredded it, embedded a sample that didn't fit

tell me I'll regret it? yo, I already did.

sitting on the edge of a cliff, differentiating

hating from loving something from nothing

I'm puffing on the ashes of long-lost friend I couldn't fend for,

nor foresee the end for, wouldn't bend for

i'ma lend more attention to her after the fact

when I'm really wishin' that I could rewind that back

don't you ever wish you could rewind that back and take it over

change up the hot for the cold or...

don't you ever wish you could rewind that back and take it over

trade a yes yes! for the no, sir

switch up my style ahead of time?

what am I, your psychic pal dionne? severing everything,

telling 'em not to sing the song romanticizing regrets

when every epitaph's made up of epithets

safe bet: someday you're gonna wish you done otherwise

irritated some other guys, sank down in some other thighs

sung somehow some more soothing lullabies, and I see

tears are on the verge of overflow & so I flee

cause MC front ain't never looked back

everything I ever done was right on track

fact of the matter, I will never be regrettin' something

(hope you don't think I'm frontin')