Mr.Spin - Not Out Lyrics

And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around

I've got a friend who's down, seems like he's down and out
We used to hang out in the terrace and the parking lot
200 mile road trips, just the two of us
Always chill in mind, borderline insane, just
Beach camping, pub hopping, mountain climbing
To police station popping, Volkswagen picking, dropping
Horror movie or senti story, he'll craft a way to laugh
And get hush hushed by the theatre staff
But now, something's gotten into you
Crept into you, killing the winner in you
Adversity is your adversary
Think that you run this city, rise up and feel like P. Diddy
Give your issues some chops, punches, some arm jabs
Some face slaps, body slam, push it to the mat
If it's not a joy giver, give it the middle finger
I'm coming down, yeah I'm down

I'm down
And I'm down
And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around

I don't even know why you seem so flipped out
Tripped out, zoned out, your face is flushed out
Whatever be the reason, I'm not a person brazen
Can't sit here looking frozen, seeing your change of seasons
Not who I am, not who I was
If I, see something wrong, I can't take a pause
Yo, conversation is a two sided sword
True side of yours, you're on the short side of the board
Erase this temporary weight
Ease your mind and let it levitate
Move it straight, modulate it and let it meditate
Any time of the day, you're in the same position
Who is your opposition, this mental expedition?
You don't seem to want to talk at all, when I
Pose a question, you just take a walk, and I
Count another day this has gone on, must I
Hire some fingers till you say good bye?

I'm down
And I'm down
And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around
I'm down
And I'm down
And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around

Bad energy scares the money away
Diddy said that, not me
Bad energy helps the docs have a good pay day
I said that, not Diddy
Hahaha

I started doing this rap thing cuz it was fun
Now my mind's tired, as boring as a nun
So I pick up the paper and started writing these rhymes
In these times, I hope these sounds like chimes
No one said the path was filled with a bed of roses
Thorns wrapped up in petals, to keep a runner settled
If things were simple like playing Ludo with dice
The taste of my food wouldn't really be so nice
So sometimes I'm happy, yeah, I'm sad
And sometimes I'm sad, yeah, I'm happy
The only constant in this race is the hustling man
Not the confused one looking to the skies for a plan
Be it in the big cities, dollars in the kitty kitty
Or in the local fishing spot, toddy in coated pots
They all running around to put food in their babies' mouths
So what makes you think you're the only one who's down?

I'm down
And I'm down
And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around
I'm down
And I'm down
And I'm down
I maybe only down, I'll find a way around