jeans ho, Stampede Fitted In the Range wit a knitted No gimmick Real time, Real heart Real words Elegant A piece of art No famous name Vouching I'm still the shit Nigga first
be givin no gifts boi On the first date or the worst date I'm goin all the way on the first play Like Hail Mary's to field goals I think I was put here
she full of surprises I swear this bitch is +Shady+ (that's what I know) Sex on her mind all the time And you think that, that's your baby (you don't
to get out, and grow up and take charge Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin I'm born in July But the Lord already figured out a date and time Septemeber 14
rise rise rise Ghetto prisoners.. You wanna buy time? I'm the seller of minutes I give you every second low-priced, if I so lies; the truth is Time
you I don't know what to think I always feel time's running out it's getting harder harder to get a clue even when we're quiet fighting silent treatment on the street still
bums and sons askin' niggas where they come from get him for his one, um sunshine, its crunch time stranded on the front line ducking from the one-time
smack But when you ain't in the mood he treats you like trash First date, fancy places to eat Second date, he took you on a shopping spree Third date
RJD2 & J Live) Rock with me through the waves on the TV screen Flash back the dream sequence yo whatever it means Escape from the present time date and
party ain't no joke) [Tripp Locc] The first stop PCH and atlantic, the homefront Poly apartments where the party still jumps from dusk to dawn, makin
it! Learn and visualize what you try to do, And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do you They say the time just flew on the street, Hard to believe
] [Verse 2](T.I.) This time, it was me n KP, in NYC On some Quevo and Hennessy, and 2 sweets with two freaks Some of da baddest thangz in Times Square
: [First Verse] X-Raided locc never was a choir boy Ya folks got a gang of priors Maybe that's why one-time's be triflin Tryin to give a young nigga
for Eric B. and LB as well, hell Records from Fred D still we can rock bells Ever for ever, Universal it will sell Time for me to exit, Terminator
of fact It's just an attic Background noise from the family Hearing the mic slaying in the outside traffic Still turned out fantastic Turn my vocals up just a tad bit Fresh from the first
yet First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat And a pale man walks in the threshold of darkness Roughly 20,000 years ago the first humans
I left the stage, girls came in flocks The bitch was swingin from the hard knocks I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock No time
one day pon Babylon it ago dread/ Chorus: Leave us alone/ Everything we build up see dem want trample down/ Da one without a sin hafi cast the first