Time Is Killing Us
It's time to start this party
With a round of elimination
Who was getting rowdy
While the crowd keeps on wavin
Hips shaking hands raisin
Fine women safe haven
Same day
Lay cravings
Same lames
Stay hating
Same game
Played different
Style slick and unique
Shop at boutiques
For what I copped
And dropped on my feet
Never do I miss a beat
Lookin for something hot to eat
Butter pecan dime piece fine lines sweet
I got impeccable taste
Explain it with treble and bass
Leave trembling for mentioning
Anything at face
Value, conversations
That were taken in place
Now knew, I'm laying
Any audio equipment to waste
Haste got you acting like a
Fool and it's strange
I'm cool and tame
But I rule with the aim
I'm spitting on mics until they are
Producing flames
Y'all dudes are lame
You Couldn't do the same
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
One dimension
Will leave you belivin deception
Soon as they speaking and mention
Everything you possessing
In your heart and soul
The essence
Is leaving you without guessing
If it should give a second look
Or seeing if you're addressing
Grieving in your depression
For the elite you were impressing
Grew bored of your career
Now they bleeding you no question
Stressing
Cause this ain't how it's supposed to be
Supposedly
Keep it organic homie
We grow the flow locally
Hold up please
Let's blow these trees
Before we ease
Into something a little more
Appropriately
Known to be
The end of a era
That's been holding me down
Since 1991 I was born with the crown
A young prince that's been destined to never
Dethrone the king
But they blessed him when they let him
Just flow in the ring
When they start noticing I've been
Completely focusing
On a life of champagne and
Testarossa dreams
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
With a round of elimination
Who was getting rowdy
While the crowd keeps on wavin
Hips shaking hands raisin
Fine women safe haven
Same day
Lay cravings
Same lames
Stay hating
Same game
Played different
Style slick and unique
Shop at boutiques
For what I copped
And dropped on my feet
Never do I miss a beat
Lookin for something hot to eat
Butter pecan dime piece fine lines sweet
I got impeccable taste
Explain it with treble and bass
Leave trembling for mentioning
Anything at face
Value, conversations
That were taken in place
Now knew, I'm laying
Any audio equipment to waste
Haste got you acting like a
Fool and it's strange
I'm cool and tame
But I rule with the aim
I'm spitting on mics until they are
Producing flames
Y'all dudes are lame
You Couldn't do the same
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
One dimension
Will leave you belivin deception
Soon as they speaking and mention
Everything you possessing
In your heart and soul
The essence
Is leaving you without guessing
If it should give a second look
Or seeing if you're addressing
Grieving in your depression
For the elite you were impressing
Grew bored of your career
Now they bleeding you no question
Stressing
Cause this ain't how it's supposed to be
Supposedly
Keep it organic homie
We grow the flow locally
Hold up please
Let's blow these trees
Before we ease
Into something a little more
Appropriately
Known to be
The end of a era
That's been holding me down
Since 1991 I was born with the crown
A young prince that's been destined to never
Dethrone the king
But they blessed him when they let him
Just flow in the ring
When they start noticing I've been
Completely focusing
On a life of champagne and
Testarossa dreams
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
I'm in the back lot
Ready with the engine revvin
You can get your henchmen
Just a bunch of freshmen
I'm fresher than a reverend
After 30 blessings
Times killing us
Without any kind of fuckin mention
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Ring
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