my time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time? You know it's my time? Ain't it time? Ain't it time
't wait any longer I spend all my time writing notes and rhyme Tryin' to find new dimensions Ain't it time Time for movin' on Time enough to grow Time
Übersetzung: Chicago. Ist es nicht Zeit.
t wait any longer I spend all my time writing notes and rhyme Tryin' to find new dimensions Ain't it time Time for movin' on Time enough to grow Time
rhymes (RHYMES) And styles, evolutin all the time (TIME) And no-no, a badge can't move the crowd (CROWD) And neither can a nightstick, that ain't slick
ring, we stuck it to you You cried for us to stop, but we fucking raped you, you fucking cunt Call me trash, I'm a motherfucker I ain't gonna kiss
ain't the same Cause all these little babies goin' crazy or they sufferin in the game And I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood
, These Niggas Finna Snap, Spit It For Niggas That Bit It, Then Give Them The Buisness They Gonna Feel It When We Jack And Be Quick With It, Be Crack Hit It
: You - you got a nasty reputation We're in a sticky situation - it's down to me and you So tell me - is it true ... they say there ain't nobody better
two times Call cause I care but I ain't get no reply Tryna see eye to eye but it's like we both blind Fuck it let's hit the club, I rarely sip but
text two times Call cause I care but I ain't get no reply Tryna see eye to eye but it's like we both blind Fuck it let's hit the club, I rarely sip but
time Thought it was true love, but you know women lie It's like I sent my love with a text two times Call cause I care but I ain't get no reply Tryna
my asscrack" Stop frontin kid, you know you ain't paid And the only mic/Mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade Ain't nothin lyrical
they ain't go no matters Young boys round here, they don't know my status And niggaz looking for a full time jack move But they don't know, that these
estates Blew on the first class flight to L.A. It ain't take long, I pulled a few strings on the horn So were it came from? That nigga we stuck and took
can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I lowride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with the
wonder what it all really means And I'm back on my grind A Physic read my life line Told me you're my life time Money would help light up the Chicago
