. Soon it won't be long Til we find our niche A sound that we can keep And say it is our own Time is, Time is, Time is, Time is marching on. Soon it
Mercedes Benz Big time appointments And all their fake friends So tell me s'that as good as it gets On the couch on the front porch We're all smoking left
all means It?s like we don?t care Who?s hot, who?s not Who?s got the right upside down Tonight, tomorrow You?re out of time Upstyle, you are back in
our side Out of my life, Out of my mind Out of the tears that we cant deny We need to swallow all our pride And leave this mess behind Out of my head
bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen [Chorus] Oh every time
light it's like we all grow wings and it's all alright and we are okay and everybody's out 'cause we all wanna play we turn the whole place out wgen
: Her face, her face didnt change the whole damn time when suddenly suddenly she left the room crying turned her cards, turned her cards over they were
: There's a big black picture and its hanging on the wall with stars and all the planets the milky way and all And in the left hand corner perhaps a
put you first in their life Cause we?re running out of time Don?t think you?ve got to go in alone here I?ve got nothing left to hide Your time, just
time coming, but everyones gonna hear me now If I leave, bet you?ll wish I?d stayed Make you regret all the things you said to me You know that time
fit Everywhere a nigga breaking the same ol' laws All ending up behind the same ol' bars If they third time getting caught for the same charge It's they second time
lick I done backed out, I done gave the game up The life I was living dawg, I had the change up Eventually, I would end up banged up, stressed out Uptown
turned into a second Got a day and a wake-up left, and I'll be steppin' straight through them iron gates - puttin' all this behind me Come in the hood
Money Boy$) boys could claim it Lexus's, Benz's, & Truck MotorBikes you name it Rollin all the time gotta get my shine on Right here got the nine & in my left
BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave. Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab Understand this is all he know and it's all he see Which is
next nigga Out to have thangs I hustle hard for 6 figures Raised up thugged out, keep the fuckin gauge out Hoe shit done played out ya whole posse laid out
that he dressed Couldn't fuck with the Smith & Wess B.G., Black Connection 226 start static Comin out a nigga attic leavin holes in ya carriage I ride all
And live to Saddam-ize another day You ain't got time to shit or pray cuz the dogs of rationale have gone astray They've gone astray. You got 48 hours left