There Comes a Time

You know there comes a time in everyone's life
When everything you've gone through
Everything you've been through
Everyone you've met along the way
It'll culminate into a profound moment of clarity
And it's in that one moment
That all you were or you are all that you will ever be
It comes together the ups and downs
The wins, the losses, the gains, the setbacks

They're all finally make sеnse
And it's there that you tеnd to find yourself
Maybe more separated from humanity than you'll ever been
And maybe more connected to it than you'll ever be
But just embrace that don't take it for granted
This is what trill feels like
So, breathe and breathe deeply hold it
Exile, live, live in this moment

Feel that energy
It's almost static in the way of clings to you
Yet easily transfers to others and that's it
You've arrived you're now deeply grounded in the essence
And your cultural and spiritual resonance is as deep as it'll ever be
Congratulations, you know officially, TrillStatik

Well, it's closing time, thanks everybody for coming out
I wish I could stay with you all but time is running out
But before I get out of here, I want to give a shout
To all the MCs that really know what this shit about
They all brought us they best rhymes and spit them out
Magical moments that we will never forget about
A few surprises and lots of familiar faces
Who drove through and walked up from so many different places

Now some people might let it go to they head
But we did it for the culture, not the clout or the bread
And it was live so you witnessed every word that we say
Straight from the horse's mouth that second-handed instead
So you can tell the feds and the rap police
That we did this for the love, ain't no opps, no beef
Just some good old-fashioned hip-hop music at its finest
With a whole lot of folks in the back working behind us

It took a lot of hard work and some planning
To put this shit together demanding, god damn it
But we managed to pull it off just in the nick of time
So Statik, pass me the Siempre, it's liquor time
And thanks for all your understanding and patience
For that man, we are humbled and eternally gracious
You know, what's going harder to paint? It's automatic
So may God and Allah bless you all, we'll see you, TrillStatik three

We did it
Twelve hours with a little room to spare



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Baril, Bernard James Freeman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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