Time

Yeah
No time
When your life on the line
When your life on the line
How much time
Yeah
On labor day my mom was in labor
Double work boy double up the paper
OT man I ain't seeing neighbor
Soon as you punch in back to the cages
Ain't it funny that animals enslave us
Man I have a fucking right to be anxious
Light after light no advances
Slight disadvantage you might get embarrassed
See I really work magic
Fire off the top get a matchstick
Put it to the cake that I'm passing
Sweet sixteen
Candle ashes
On either the floor
Or the mattress
She screaming oh lord
Not a baptist
Uncrossing her legs for the masses
How you mean
That's practice
So I practice
Like an athlete
Running a mile for a track-meet
Or climbing a mountain
On that peak
Is where i'll be standing
On my feet
Is where you be bowing on entry
My pockets will never be empty
Whether serving up work for the century
Or slaving in cages for pennies
Let em' know

How much time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch
How much motherfucking time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch

Hit em' with the rhythm of the base
Liquor never chase living life screw face
Cognac sippin while I'm thinking of the days
Back when I was little
And I wouldn't even drink
I would just sit down and build
Yo on the real
Feel what I feel then you're feeling the real
Go in and sell
Potent retail
Praying and hoping
I don't go in a cell
Good God did I forget what to say
Been inside the game but I didn't want to play
Chilling with a man in a stolen escalade
Forty in his hand and a tooly on the waist
Straight shots man coolie never chase
Better get the bucket and the mop
Just in case
If you want to think you on top
Of the place
You ain't stopping the pace
Cut copy and paste
Get away
Get away from me dog
I told em' don't play with me dog
I didn't bring no chase with me dog
Straight shot hittin get em' all off the boss
Nobody fazing me dog
Must be that strange alcohol
Or maybe the Kraze in me gone
Replacing the face from the base of my heart

How much time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch
How much motherfucking time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch
How much time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch
How much motherfucking time does a man have left
Running out of time before I'm running out of breath
All my dogs on block
Not the clock
Pyrex
They be double cut the rock
When they talk
Time stretch



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Writer(s): Edward Gobin
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