Washed Up

Yeah, I'm startin' to wonder if I lost the hunger Where's that kid I used to be when I was on the come-up? Where's that drive I used to have before I had the numbers? Where's that "Take me as I am, I ain't gon' be no puppet"? Where's that "Tell it like it is, don't let the label hush it"? (Yeah) Where's that "Yeah, I know I'm rich, but we gon' keep the budget"? Where's that "I don't really care about the radio If they don't like the song, then don't play it, I ain't changin' nothin'"? (Changin' nothin') Yeah, where's that person at? You see him, tell him I've been hurtin' bad (I've been hurtin' bad) You see him, tell him that I miss the way we used to rap And I ain't makin' music anymore if he don't care enough to have my back (Have my back) Yeah, droppin' trash Wouldn't say that I've been doin' that But I'd be lyin' through my teeth if I said I don't think my moment passed Yeah, I think my moment passed (Moment passed) Am I on the brink of somethin' great Or have I lost it? Am I on the verge of makin' waves Or am I washed up? This small room's a intimacy, no feelin' like it Those old shoes nostalgic, I put my feet inside 'em The Lord knew I needed this to survive the violence The raw truth, I'm nothin' without the Father's guidance "Who are you?" the question that built this whole empire "You're old news," a statement that makes me think "retire" The game's noose, eventually we all have to climb in One wrong move and (*Gunshots*) career is dyin' Yeah, can I revive it? Did that check the label gave me make me uninspired? Am I ignorant to think that I still got the fire? Am I hangin' onto somethin' I should say goodbye to? Yeah, has my time expired? Did my prime already pass, or am I 'bout to find it? Did my peak already happen, or am I still climbin'? Is that passion that I had gone or am I— (Am I—) Am I on the brink of somethin' great Or have I lost it? Am I on the verge of makin' waves Or am I washed up?