[Chorus] Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write with the light from the lamp on my night stand With my pen in my right hand and thats also my mic hand Codeine in a Sprite can, ink on the white pad And Im thinking of life, Anne, and wrong and right, Anne And sometimes Im right and sometimes I might Cannot find the light still my rhymes are bright So I continue my plan and Im sure like white sand That theyll be price paying before my flight land But still, I want to see more than my sight can Adore so I cant ignore what I want anymore So I just go you can call me the goer And oh, yeah, I got a girl, she act like I owe her And uhm, sometimes it seems like I just dont know her And yeah, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore But I really hope Im not starting to bore, page one [Chorus] Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? [Verse 2] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write you this letter, I hope everythings grand I hope everyones good, I hope everybodys praying I hope, hold up baby, let me switch hands See, lately Ive been dealing with a lot of shit, Anne Its burning me and I cant get out of this pan And everytime I look theres a problem with this man But I aint tryna expose, Im just tryna expand But your support held me up like kickstands And Im also being more careful in how I pick friends Anne, Im trying to stay up out them chicks pants... but I just cant But on another note, this aint just another note This is more than a rap, this is more of an oath And I know youre wondering what this letter is for And Im just hoping that you read this far, page two [Chorus] Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? [Verse 3] Dear Anne, my number one fan By now, you probably think that Im portraying who Im saying And sometimes I wish I wasnt him but I am And its people like you that make me proud of what I am Hey, you are the shit, damn, pardon the gram But its like you make me feel like Im a part of the fam And shit, when my life is like some sort of exam Its a jungle out there, lions, horses and rams Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to begin I just think of you then Im rewarded again, Anne With you is where my artistry can, Anne So with you is where a part of me stands, Anne I hope I see you in the stands, Anne Because you know I understand, Anne And Im sorry about Stan So I wrote this to say that Im your number one fan [Chorus] Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life? Out of sight, out of mind, out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide for the rest of my life?
anne, decide, sight, hide, rest