| Time, time is on your side
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| It’s a lovely ride you wanna step inside
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| Time, time is on your side
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| It’s a lovely ride you wanna step inside
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| We all fit to glide
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| When the time tic Pipe rhyme sick
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| Call 'em Jorginho Pull a dime chick
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| Run with a click like Al Pacino in the God Father
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| Bitch why bother fahgetaboutit
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| I’ll bang ya grand daughter if she in college
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| Don’t ever doubt it keep it cracked open like crack flowin' in western Oakland
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| Tryin' to stack somethin' from rap bustin' and keep on goin'
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| Like a drive by I ride high
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| With 90 guys that shoulda died high from bad vibes in 95
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| But I surprise guys
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| Never been thuggin' robbin or muggin doin' my thizzle
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| But kept under you gotta love 'em bodies is missin'
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| Sleepin' with fishes feedin' the worms
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| If I ain’t eatin' then I ain’t concerned
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| I’m out of time
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| Now I’m breathin inhalein' for the first time
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| Heart beatin keepin' the rhythym as I rhyme
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| And I can’t take a second cause it ain’t mine to take from dawn to late
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| I’m riding the wave It’s my fate singing
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| I’m ready for love I’m ready for hate I’m ready for shame bring it my way
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| Hey hey you touch me you feel me your my little lady from New Orleans
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| Smoke me down walk the streets with the ghost in the middle of the night
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| Just hey I’m headin' out West in search of faith in search of faith
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| And the pain stops when the rain drops its like sex 'n
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| Feelin' the beat from the heat and then keep flexin'
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| Next is continue stepin' and never stressin'
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| No second guessin' just believe
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| Receive the blessin'
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| I’m up at Bens Burgers Fuck what you heard of
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| Throw ya turf up on my CBR side show jerkin' and pickin' work up
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| On the sidewalk weavin' through cars doors is ajar
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| See them ghetto boys high as Uranus Saturn and Mars
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| This be the new Bay run in with pistols and lay 'em down
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| Cause ain’t no new yay sufferin' shortages in the town
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| Bring in the new day when it’s no politicians and cops and ain’t nobody
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| Starvin' and broke and nobody sellin' rocks |