I'm Done

Quittin' reminiscin' 'bout the old days

Yeah, I'm done
(I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a million dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Hell yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the deep
I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a billion dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Fuck yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the

From the moment that I tripped in to the game
With a buck forty frame
MC Spose was the name
I've been trying to recapture the
Air in that room
With the boom of the bass and
The crack of the snare
When I first spat outside my habitat
I heard O's like talking to some applejacks
Flowed like the Allagash
And I'm still lights out
Like we haven't got the power back
Laughed outta battle raps, then I came back
Taught 'em how to rap
Slept on for a minute, kinda like a power nap
And I'm not mad at that, but what I fear
Is I hear all the seconds that
Are ticking off the hour glass
That's the past, and now it's the present
I'm just waking up to put
It down with my brethren all the gremlins
They can bicker over what they had once
Man I hope they have fun, but you know what?

I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a million dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Hell yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the deep
I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a billion dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Fuck yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the

From the '04, '09, zero, folk hero
I just got a passport
I'm looking for some euros
‘Cause I'm quittin' reminiscin' 'bout
The old days
Even though I wouldn't take 'em back, man
No way
Not even all the beers I had to vomit up
When I was Ryan
Rhyming ill but still anonymous
And Casey Mack used to burn the marijuana up
And Stiky-1 and I had Alizé
In a McDonald's cup
We used to bump Cannibal Ox
Freestyle for hours down at Cameron's spot
And then meet up with degenerate hotties
And hope they give brain
Like generous zombies
Then we peace out, go to Congdon’s at 3 AM
Then we wake up at noon thirty, do it again
Man, I remember that fondly
But it's time to let go, move on, get money

Yeah, I'm done
(I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a million dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Hell yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the deep
I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a billion dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Fuck yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the

From the front to the back
From the back to the balcony
Down to the bathroom
Their nasals all powdery dank undoubtedly
I will speak the truth till they know
What I'm "aboot" out in Calgary
Till in London they wonder if I'm the best
Till they say I'm "bloody
Great" like period sex (Ew)
"Spose you fuckin' would, " yeah
You're damn right the speech thief
I stole your show in the night
But, I'm not the crook type
More the read-a book type
Chauffeur? No sir, doper than I look like
I don't cook dope, crooked hat, though
Bookin' rap shows so that I
Won't be a footnote
I make 'em put they hands
Up for these monkey bars
Sipping good, looking scotch
Whipping ugly cars
And yeah I got some nugs to spark
But first I got a couple
Businesses I'd love to start

So I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a million dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Hell yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the deep
I'm done (I'm done) holding on to the past
Tryin' to make a billion dollars and
Then go and take a nap
(Fuck yeah) Until then no sleep
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of the
Two horned creep from the

Time to let go time to let go
Time to let go