| See, right now, I’m facing time
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| And I don’t know how long
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| It could be four years, ten years
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| Could be life
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| Watch this
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| Last time I had a schedule
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| It said Maths and Geography
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| Last time I felt embarrassed
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| I was stood in the dock and my mum couldn’t look at me
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| Last time I seen my dad
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| He was asking me if I’m gonna do this properly
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| Now they call me an MC
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| Master of ceremonies
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| But time is the master
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| Because time will turn all this to a memory
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| And I don’t think I’m built for the industry
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| All the fake smiles and laughter
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| Make me want to turn into a mystery
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| 'Cause I know what people are after
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| Critics and journalists trying to get to me
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| I preferred being a grafter
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| You know, living under the radar
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| With nothing but drugs and money to look after
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| But now I’ve gotta see television as a factor
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| I’ve got responsibilities
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| Everybody wants something but they come wearing a mask
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| 'Cause they’re never gonna ask ya'
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| Even a friend can turn to an actor
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| They act like they’re happy you made it
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| But feel like they deserve your wages
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| And at that point, it’s the end of the chapter
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| I’m losing friends, and gaining enemies
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| In fact more to the point
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| I’m losing patience with negative energies
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| I had to change my number
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| Because conversations were lacking in relevance
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| I wanna be top of the food chain this year
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| I don’t wanna walk with the elephants
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| I don’t wanna go back to claiming benefits
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| I used to love money, but I don’t no more
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| I got money that I don’t count no more
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| I’ll listen out for the trial no more
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| We don’t have to be down no more
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| But I’m facing time
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| I’m famous now
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| So I’m facing time
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| They wanna know what I mean by facing time
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| If I could turn back the hands of time
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| I’d go back to when I had freedom but now I’m facing time
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| First time I’ve felt secure in all twenty-five years
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| First time I’ve felt like I don’t need people to deal with fears
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| First time I told my dad I loved him, I was being sincere
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| But family’s a word
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| And words just don’t mean nothing out here
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| I brought exposure to my city
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| And I don’t care
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| By those who feel like it should be them
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| And it’s not fair
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| Bring me one other person that could’ve climbed these stairs
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| I know they don’t want me to succeed
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| But I’ve been saying my prayers
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| They wanna know what I mean by facing time
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| They wanna know runs through the mind of a famous guy
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| They think fame means plenty of money, and a glamorous life
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| But fame is a jail
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| And not everyone here will survive
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| I’m new to the wing, new to the guards
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| I’m new to the whole vibe
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| For the things I’ve done, I’m facing life
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| Where else could I go?
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| I don’t blend outside
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| Looks like I’ll just have to do my time
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| I used to love money, but I don’t no more
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| I got money that I don’t count no more
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| I’ll listen out for the trial no more
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| We don’t have to be down no more
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| But I’m facing time
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| I’m famous now
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| So I’m facing time
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| They wanna know what I mean by facing time
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| If I could turn back the hands of time
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| I’d go back to when I had freedom but now I’m facing time |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Facing Time , by - Bugzy Malone. Song from the album Facing Time, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп