| Time flies when you’re having fun, hah
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| Time flies when you’re having fun
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| Time flies like bullets when they fly out the gun
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| Pull it out on the corner and everybody run
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| Time flies when you’re having fun, yeah
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| Time flies when you’re having fun
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| Why we live so reckless when life’s so precious?
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| I hope lil' homies get the message, time flies
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| Yo, they ask where I’m from and I say Philly
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| North to be exact, you know, where they act illy
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| Recognized worldwide, the best in the city
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| With Samantha and Miranda, «Sex and the City»
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| The real life version, all night cursing
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| Gambling, smoking, cops come dispersing
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| Shit, I was eleven with the 8 ball jacket
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| In the early nineties in the Porsche designer glasses
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| That I still wear, custom made, Ric Flair
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| North Philly, South Philly, yeah we in here
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| Used to jet from the party when they shot up the rear
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| Now we put a hundred shots off in the air
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| That’s Platinum Patron though, please be clear
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| Flash the high beams in the face of these deers
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| They start panicking the moment they get near
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| The kick and the snare, that’s when I sense fear
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| I’m so sincere about my yesteryears
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| That I belong to, and I’ve conformed to
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| As an, and also acting unlawful
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| But also, acting plain awful
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| When you wanna buy your life back
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| True fact is they don’t sell souls at Costco
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| At the end of the road we all pay a toll
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| And yo, I know what it cost, so
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| Aiyyo, they used to hang out and shoot hoops
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| Now they wanna shoot at each other’s coupes
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| Started hanging out in different loops
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| Stopped hanging out with each other, making different loot
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| Somebody said you said something, but you didn’t
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| Then you said you going head-hunting, yo you tripping
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| Somebody said something you didn’t say
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| Still riding round the way with the windows rolled halfway
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| With the loaded 'K, don’t even wanna talk
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| Just pull up, and let the bullets spray
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| You know they kicked it back when they was kids
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| Now they wanna kick doors in where you think each other live
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| It’s fucked up, but that’s how it is
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| When you add on the distance, build on resistance
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| And never realize the indifference
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| Friend or foe, can’t remember the difference
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| Time slips through our hands like sand inside an hourglass
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| 'How long does it all last?' |
| is the question I wanna ask
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| Cause time slips through our hands like sand inside an hourglass
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| 'How long does it all last?' |
| is the question I wanna ask |