to your forehead and staple it life is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting it so i pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time
Flintstones Catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time
'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow good nights its over and thats all she wrote 1st Verse: Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate
Just look at you and me Yea we've had some fun Don't you agree? Now that we have come this far Time to stop the game, and make a start I want you to
't you come a little closer? I promise, pretty darling, I didn't know what I was saying And now I'm praying that you won't say it's over Come here, pretty
her But still somehow she got my mind infatuated Absolutely fascinated with the thoughts of what she might be like Time after time after time I had to wait, Is fate
that someone to call your own Like a treasure chest of dreams long forgotten Hidden for good in a stolen lost and found But just when fate was calling
is in session The master's gonna teach you all a good lesson It's an open invitation despite what you've heard And the first to come will be the first
, hop up and just rock If you think it's like that, it's not so just stop All mankind time runnin down on one watch, just watch If, you, are, just, coming
[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
of them Quarter rolls, microphones, one, two, revolution Sons due, evolution, in a rhyme, ghetto music In the mind, 'cause I'm movin, in time, intwine
spend no dollars or even do back-semis when I come in the room Because I'm not into that You know, all I'm askin for is 60 minutes of your time And I
Uh, uh Fuck the frail shit Uh, 'cuz when my coke come in They gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit Carsons on the jeep, but Gotti made
t treat him the same It's time to teach the def, the dumb, the blind That black-on-black crime only shackles and binds You to a doom, a fate worse than
an' rugged we comin' B-b-ba bob your head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin A freak I find the kind to wine and dine I freak a blind date, and your fate
love and a whole lot less of fate People gotta get together this evil to erase The world all together was made for good and common race People gotta
touch take a drink but don't spill this ain't no time to be still fuck the world, what you know, and realize shit is real Chorus shit is real (about 20 times
Dr. Dre, here I come Timbaland, here I come Neptunes, here I come Rik Rok, here I come Alchemist, here I come Sick Jack, here I come Boscoe, here I come