Hey yo, when this first started off
It was just Linkin Park,
And then in the middle
Came Motion Man
And at the end of it all
It was Kutmasta Kurt with a remix, a remix...

One thing, I dont 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 sliping away,
And I watched it count to the end of the day
Watched it watch me and the words that I say
They echo in the clock rythem in my veins
I know that I didnt look out below
When I watched the time go right out the window
Trying to grabhold, tyring 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 than end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when...

CHORUS

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, one thing
I dont 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
I so-socialize like the host of the party and spost shake the need, I contact
Party the toe strong all mat, northeast, southwest coast
Im staring out the window at the opportunity to Mendel
I tried disorda your weak in your system and I defordered
I brought you back into things, like the imagionary man of your dreams
You’d always seem to make it worth it
A pig skin, I never nerfed it
You felt lever never pleather real bringing the pleasure
By any means it means I’m leaving your teens, holler for teen magizens, but...

CHORUS - REPEAT

Linkin Park, remix, Moti...Moti...Motion Man
Linkin Park, the end, the end, Kutma...Kut...Kut...Kutmasta Kurt
Linkin Park, remix, Moti...Moti...Motion Man
Linkin Park, the end, the end, Kutmasta Kurt, remix

One thing, I dont know how
It doesn’t even matter when you look at it now
Cuz when designed this rhyme, I was scared of it all
Scared to fall, and hadn’t even tried to crawl
But I was forced to run, with you mockin me
Stoppin me, back stabbing me constantly
Remembering all the times you faught with me
Watched the clock mount chock full of hip-hopcrisy
And now your mouth wishes it could inhail,
Every single little thing you said to make things fail
Every single word you sputtered to just to get you peace,
But it doesn’t really matter to me,
Cuz from the start to the end, no matter what I pretend,
The journey is more important than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventuly be a memory of a time when...

CHORUS - REPEAT

In the end...