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Time's Up

O.C.

Time's Up

1994

to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things

and Papa picked cotton as kids
How is it proper, me shopping at Lids?
The bid that they did won them no compensation
We own this whole nation by right, I

Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see

(Hey kid you wanna nicotine addiction
What no that's bad for you
What if I told you it was mango flavored
You sly dog I'm in

Nicotine is

skewered up into the
Face of a creature that's seen by the culture
The media sees us all differently eating like vultures
But they cannot kill us we're

loves fish sticks
And i'll get a column in the sun and be a fat, old, narcissist
We'll talk about how the kids are fucking up the country
How they're fat,

but kid you know where they
Got the bass from now? (yeah yeah, sure do)
Yeah yeah word but I'll tell you what
I'll give you this exclusive KMD album

a single album now everybody knows us
Sipping on boba never watching Roma
Replacing my Mercedes that got taken by the tow truck

Yeah bitch, the next drinks

calling lying rappers out who think that renting props will last
Going far with them kid bops, xylophone beats it made me laugh 
I’ll do damage to this game

never run away from no s**t

The grass is greener on the other side cause it's fertilized by the bulls**t

Woah s**t, Woah s**t

There go Liphy talkin'

high
Might've overdosed and died

I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important,
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent
Told me your love was

Might've took 'em might've got high
Might've overdosed and died
I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent

a bitch and I got all my keys
Fucking apparent that we don’t parents our kids, so we end up like me
How we keep on a spree making serial freaks, uh
In

hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being

you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I'm

the main nigga, guarantee we get his mans
Said they talkin' crazy out the mouth, we leavin' where he stand
Got him diddy bop and Harlem shakin' like it's

large medallions
We had no fathers, we’d resort to violence
We were taught bravado from our Onyx albums

Hip-hop, to the core
I’d bop to The score
Rap

shit when I was not nothing yeah
You cant bop like this look at my wrist I flex on a hoe to talk my shit
Leave her alone she nothing a kid be home by six

intention
And the ones I love to see my ascension
I've been in deep thought for a minute
Can't wait to tell my kids 'bout how their daddy did it
Always with

of you
Yo swag looking rusty you should prolly stop at a Jiffy lube
Whole gang animals, met 'em by the county zoo

We like causing chaos like the city

it, I'm out the closet, I got a lot a pride
But I'm just getting by
So what do you expect me to do?
I'm out here trying to learn myself while I'm trying

erupt
With Deez words while y'all mouths
Steady full of Deez nuts

I don't give a fuck
This album ain't for the kids
Its for my city throw it up
I really

not to chill with niggas
Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street
With the album, I'm an athlete
The way I be makin' the track meet

Niggas need like an EP or an album to get they listeners hooked… get them in tune, you know what I'm saying
Not me though
Just give me two minutes