And Now
King Syze Lyrics


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[feat. Vinnie Paz & Apathy]

[Intro:]
And now the hands of time
Are slowing down on this old clock of mine
And it's no secret that we all must die
Sooner or later we've all got to die
[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

[Verse 1:]
I wrote my first rhyme twenty-one years ago riding strong
No fame, no money, am I grinding wrong?
But if I'm grinding wrong look at all the time that's gone
I guess I gotta find another way provide for mom
I don't wanna think that all I did was all for nothing
I like to think that every single fucking song was something
But dumb motherfuckers taking money out my pocket
Make it meaner when I get up on the stage and rock it
I know that y'all naive, y'all ain't ever made some hot shit
You think I'm rhyming for the love and not to make a profit
I don't know a single person that don't like money
But y'all download my shit and take it right from me
And I ain't really never learned to do anything else
Whether rhyming with the fam or rhyming by myself
No y'all, Vinnie rhyming for the dough y'all
Got to go y'all, it's been a pleasure to know y'all

[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

[Verse 2:]
Who the rap master? I blast past the sky
My craft match the gods, the cash pass through prize
Let's break it up, third for you, third for me
I call in a G, niggas leave you slaughtered in freezers
Just what I see, let's get rich or stay crippled
On the cover being broke seems like the same issue
A chokehold got [?] weed
Lack of cheese making niggas start playing MCs
Please, my real calling is [?] my eye
Since my last dropped in whatever happened to Syze
Fuck free, no dough please don't ask for flow
Work sixteen hours seen my family grow
So please don't judge like he ain't shit
I got four records, y'all demoed, y'all ain't shit
The pharaoh costs money man y'all ain't this
I can't afford to help y'all now, get off my dick

[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

[Verse 2:]
So what if I quit? Nowadays record sales ain't shit
And I did it for the love so long that I'm sick
Yeah hip hop's the heart of me but y'all wanna plug your iPods in my arteries and drain my artistry
No matter how hard an indie or a major market me
I'll die like a martyr till the governor pardons me
And we stay focused to guide y'all out of the darkness like Moses but I don't think you know this
So even though you say we're the dopest shit is hopeless
Your crops been cursed with the poison locusts
Been rocking with Vinnie for eleven years and now I feel with this hip hop shit the end is near
It's like seeing a family member you deeply love
Comatose, took to machines and covered with blood
Like this can't be real, everything feel bugged
And you gotta make the decision to pull the plug
Rest in peace

[Outro:]
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know




Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to King Syze's "And Now" express the looming finality of death and reflect on two decades of his rap career. The song's chorus repeats "it's been a pleasure to know y'all" as if the rapper is saying goodbye to his fans and fellow rappers. The lyrics are filled with frustration and anger towards people who take his music for granted, as well as towards the music industry that undervalues independent artists. Syze expresses concerns about making a living from his music, as he raps about grinding for two decades with little to show for it. The verses also contain references to other biblical stories, such as Moses and the Pharaoh, emphasizing that in the end, God's will prevails.


The choruses bluntly convey the inevitability of death, reminding listeners that "we all must die, sooner or later." The lyrics, alongside the melancholic sample of an old clock ticking, make this message even more poignant. This song can be seen as a reflection on the fleeting, yet important, nature of life, and as a reminder to appreciate the time we have with the people we care about.


Line by Line Meaning

And now the hands of time
The present moment is passing


Are slowing down on this old clock of mine
Time is moving slower and time is limited


And it's no secret that we all must die
Death is inevitable


Sooner or later we've all got to die
Everyone will face death eventually


'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
Saying goodbye before leaving


And I'm letting you know
Informing others of departure


Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
Get ready to leave


I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
Expressing gratitude before departure


I wrote my first rhyme twenty-one years ago riding strong
Started rapping 21 years ago with passion


No fame, no money, am I grinding wrong?
Questioning if the hard work is paying off


But if I'm grinding wrong look at all the time that's gone
Reflecting on the time spent on art without much financial gain


I guess I gotta find another way provide for mom
Seeking new ways to support family


I like to think that every single fucking song was something
Believing every song had artistic value


But dumb motherfuckers taking money out my pocket
Feeling robbed by illegal downloads


Make it meaner when I get up on the stage and rock it
Motivating artist to perform with greater intensity


You think I'm rhyming for the love and not to make a profit
Addressing those who question artist's motivations


Whether rhyming with the fam or rhyming by myself
Creating music alone or with others


No y'all, Vinnie rhyming for the dough y'all
Explaining the financial reality of music industry


Got to go y'all, it's been a pleasure to know y'all
Repeating farewell


Who the rap master? I blast past the sky
Asserting prowess as a rapper


My craft match the gods, the cash pass through prize
Equating artistic talent with financial success


Let's break it up, third for you, third for me
Dividing profits


The pharaoh costs money man y'all ain't this
Stating that not everyone can afford to make music


It's like seeing a family member you deeply love
Comparing the end of hip hop to losing a loved one


Comatose, took to machines and covered with blood
Illustrating the painful decline of hip hop


Like this can't be real, everything feel bugged
Expressing disbelief at the end of hip hop


And you gotta make the decision to pull the plug
Metaphor for ending something that has lost its vitality


Rest in peace
Acknowledging the end of something




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Comments from YouTube:

Jake Schuh

used to bump this track in middle school!! 8 years since this dropped

Xota-prebs

Still gold!!!

revolverAE86

this will be played at my funeral when I die.

Horsepower Factory

I remember having this in my iPod back in the high school days, around 09.

Alex Pagan

Same bro but 2012 for me. I still have the ipod just dont know the password. Best music of my life

Almighty Dolla

You were sitting on a land mine

Sergio Moreno

Me too brooo

Marco Vidal

This is gonna be on my death playlist

Native Assassin

Found this song again by typing the lyrics! Still classic 🔥🔥

iNTROvrt970

Vinnie kills it!

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