Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Is Money, artist - SPM. Date of issue: 11.12.2000
Song language: English
Time Is Money |
| The courtroom asks Carlos Coy to step up to the witness stand. |
| Do you swear to tell the truth, nothing but the truth, so help you God? |
| (SPM) |
| Yeah |
| First Verse: |
| I’ll begin when I started gettin’violent, sir |
| Screwin’in my muthafuckin’silencer |
| I grabbed my 'stol, and then I felt the coldness |
| People stood around as I told this |
| Ferocious confession of relentless aggression |
| I was taught, to shoot first and then ask questions |
| I sold rocks, I was raised with no pops |
| My four glocks, twistin’hoes like door knobs |
| Bitch offered me the pussy, so I took it They call me a crook, cuz that’s short for crooked |
| Stayin’high as Hell, and drunk as fuck |
| You ain’t down with the Mex, you can sick my duck |
| I mean duck my sick, I mean suck my dick |
| Don’t laugh bitch, you know what the fuck I meant |
| And if I ever come back to the free World |
| I’ma take my Baby Girl out to Sea World |
| Time is money |
| Time obviously isn’t on your side |
| Time is money |
| Bridge One: |
| (Lawyer) |
| Can you tell the jury exactly what happened on the night of December second? |
| Second Verse: |
| My word is gold, now check, how the murder’s told |
| Bring me back thirteen and my birth is sold |
| Learn the code, then meet me at the service road |
| Now you all understand what this person know |
| Servin’coke, seemed like my purpose so I was the perfect mold of gangsta you’ve been searchin’for |
| But on a further note this cat tryin’to burn my dope |
| But since the day that Mama gave birth to Los |
| I heard them hoes, forever be first to smoke |
| Tryin’to jack a jacker, what’s the purpose Loc? |
| Mercy no, cuz he smiles and ain’t heard the joke |
| Now he’s in his blood, tryin’to write a cursive note |
| I snatch his (???) up, he looked like he turned to chrome |
| That boy got a date with Dirt, in the Earth below |
| With the worms, that hoe left on an early note |
| I seen him run the red light, and I heard she broke |
| (Judge) |
| Do you have any last words before I give you your sentence? |
| Third Verse: |
| I spent a lot of time away from family and friends |
| The first song I wrote, was a song named Revenge |
| Ever since then, my weapon was a pen |
| But I still kept a strap for those devilish men |
| Sucka better duck-a from the buck, buck, bucka! |
| Do a fly-by and shoot your aunt and your uncle |
| Does anybody understand the life of the trill? |
| Pigs and snitches get along cuz they squeal |
| (Inmate) |
| South Park Mexican, what the fuck? |
| I just knew you’d be back |