Hey yo. When this first started off. it was just Linkin Park. But then in the middle. Came Motion Man. And at the end of it all. It was Kutmasta Kurt with a remix. One thing I don't know why. It doesn't even matter how hard you try. Keep that in mind. I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time. All I know time was just slipping away. And I watched it count down to the end of the day. Watched it. watch me and the words that I say. The echo of the clock rhythm in my veins. I know that I didn't look out below. And I watched the time go right out the window. Tried to grab hold tried not to watch. I wasted it all on the hands of the clock. But in the end no matter what I pretend. The journey is more important that the end or the start. And what it meant to me. Will eventually be a memory of a time when. I tried so hard. I tried so hard and got so far. But in the end it doesn't even matter. I had to fall to lose it all. But in the end it doesn't even matter. Hey yo. One thing I don't know why. It doesn't even matter how hard you try. Keep that in mind. I designed this rhyme to explain in due time. All I know hah I so-socialize. Like the host of the party. I spoke shaked and made eye-contact. Partied and toasted strong all that. Northeast southwest cost. I'm staring out the window. no opportunity to mingle. I tried to sew it up to weaken your system. I had you throwing up. I brought you back into things. Like the imaginary man of your dreams. You'd always seem to make it worth it. I picked skin I never nursed it. You felt like loving never played real. I'm bringing the pleasure. By any means it means I'm leaving your team. Hell of a team man it seems. I tried so hard. And got so far. But in the end. It doesn't even matter. I had to fall. To lose it all. But in the end. It doesn't even matter. Linkin Park. Remix. Motion Man. Linkin Park. In The End. Kutmasta Kurt. Linkin Park. Remix. Motion Man. Linkin Park. In The End. Kutmasta Kurt. Remix. One thing I don't know how. It doesn't even matter when you look at it now. ‘Cause when I designed this rhyme. I was scared of it all. Scared to fall. I hadn't even tried to crawl. But I was forced to run with you mocking me. Stopping me backstabbing me constantly. Remembering all the times you fought with me. Watch the clock now chock-full of hipocrisy. But now your mouth wishes it could inhale. Every single little thing you said to make things fail. Every single word you sputtered just to get your peace. But it really doesn't matter to me. 'Cause from the start to the end no matter what I pretend. The journey is more important that the end or the start. And what it meant to me. Will eventually be. a memory of a time when. I tried so hard. I tried so hard. And got so far. But in the end. It doesn't even matter. I had to fall. To lose it all. But in the end. It doesn't even matter