Lyrics:
Leaving death locked in the grave
And I'm believing
That same power's here today
You've been constant
Not one time your heart has changed
My God is the God
retribution
It's time to let the truth it, it's time to let the proof win
Let the students be prudent, it's time for some less confusion cuz
Life goes by like
eyes and I look through my mind
It's crystal clear and as bright as the sky
I've got belief in myself that in time
I'll get success with myself in this
the runway model is
Fuck, what time is it? 'Cause
"What the fuck?"
By 9 PM I need a possible bitch at the crib (fuck)
Hop up in the sleigh with a big bag
for 60 pennies
A penny is a minutes
When the time spent
Makes me gitty
The things we do so ugly
But the face you make so
Pretty
When it's going good
It
thousands of pieces, smashed and tattered
But it don't matter, hipocrisy in your democracy
Is stopping me, so I'm retaliating properly
Theologically,
And extinguishing will now be the only way to diminish your sins
This vortex can't be filled up again
A hole in space and time
Do you cry to the heaven's high when
Riding 'round smoking by myself
Don't you know I do it so well
Dollar signs all on my head
Rolling solo dolo, this a trip, trip, trip
Almost forgot
Tattered manifestos litter the mind
Diplomatic plans ravaged by time
It never really was the truth or lies
We just gave up and said our goodbyes
(Woah
Feeling like this day
Has been the longest one I've known
Time goes by so slowly when it rains
I have carried heartache like a chain today
I need
Hope you stay mad a hater 'cause you can't touch us, huh
"It's time I see you"
Ayo, I ain't got a care in the world
Kidnapping your kid, maiming
see it in results
Making up for the past by accepting all my faults
I only let 'em see me win cause ion tell me bout my lost
Bitch I won't let them take
know when it was sold
Then he would take what wrapped in the paper sack
Make the drop and he'd make it back
Imagine that to play the mac
And not know how
said, "hustler for death, no heaven for a gangsta", and
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You're born, you live, then you die
them haters cloud your Heaven, I know you gon give em hell
That's Danielle
Baby girl you got me in a spell
Baby what you do, yea I know you do it well
Rallo
I know, it's hard in the land of the lollipops
Where they're up in your face every time the trolly stops
God gots folly cops, but before folly
time, time is all its about
A lifespan can last only an hour
An hour can see so much life
In the mind of a coward, time is true
But once you’re your own
ready to die it's no biggie
Yes I rep YESHUA, the CHRIST best not test
Unless that pen shoot when it write (Blaow!)
You in a fight, you finna lose in
the real A)
In '88, Miami boys came tried to take the city
They had to wait, their price was great but Techwood wasn't with it
They bought they MAC
room when it's your
Time up here in heaven (yeah)
Sincerely your guardian angel
I just pray the day I leave and I
Depart from planet earth that'll
Leave
writin' on the clipboard
Put you in the coffin, I bought a new fit for it
Bite a nigga apple (baow), MacBook laptop
Droptop, MAC-11, ridin' with
inflicted by my exhibits
Yet you'll buy tickets in matter of minutes
And multiple visits and making my digits
I rap like it prohibit you rap like cricket
Did
Loadin' up my Mac, goin' to my crib, to get my twelve-gauge.
One of my boys just got shot, huh.
F***in' around, in that million dollar spot.
A educated
Something shook in the heavens last night
c wrinkle of time playing in shadows and light
c wave that was born in the black
Hurtling forward from
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