[Motion Man talking]
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 (echo)

[Mike Shinoda]
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 than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time
I tried so hard
[Hook: Chester]

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

[Motion Man]
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-socialse
Like the host of the party
I spoke, shaked, and made eye-contact
Partied and toasted strong, all that
Northeast, Southwest coast
I'm staring out the window
No oppourtunity 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 pig-skin, I never nerf it
You felt like loving, never played real
I'm bringing the pleasure
By any means it means I'm leaving your team
 [bad word] of a team, man it seems I tried so hard

 [bad word] 

[Kutmasta Kurt scratching:]
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

[Mike Shinoda]
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, and I hadn't even tried to crawl
But I was forced [bad word] 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 piece
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 than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard

 [bad word] 

[Kutmasta Kurt scratching:]
In the end

(fades out)