Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Will Tell (Feat. Raekwon), artist - Raekwon. Album song The Green Ghost Project (Clean), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.02.2010
Record label: Invasion
Song language: English
Time Will Tell (Feat. Raekwon) |
D-Block! |
I ain’t Cam, but it’s muthafucking Killa Season |
Homey’s dying over ignorant nigga reasons |
Know the home fried, lotta egos |
Hoodrat bitch that be digging a nigga steelo |
Hood got kilos, making them niggas evil |
Gotta bring guns to the court, when they B-Ball |
I don’t play around with them suckers, I’m a G, ya’ll |
Standing on the tip of the block, I’mma see ya’ll |
Wanna know the price of a verse, I got the fee, ya’ll |
I tell you how much, coming through like the army do |
Army suits, all big coupes with Armani suits |
I got the lows on, and the toast on |
Me, two guns and a knife, form Voltron |
Oatmeal, PBJ, getting my bulk on |
Sacrificing most of you rappers, getting my coke on |
Electrifying all of you niggas, getting my votes on |
Aiyo, yo, from every palace in the hood |
To every child that’s in the hood, it ain’t no deers around here |
But it’s all good, my metal niggas, forever rebel niggas |
Never ever rebel, just only time telling niggas |
Wake up 'fore niggas eat you |
It’s only matter of time, when them nines come out to meet you |
Yo, don’t be alone when we roaming, like cell phones, homey |
Cuz when they hungry, it’s another story, run for me |
I’m back like retro kicks, and I’m saucy |
Your brain can get left on some pesto shit |
I need a Pablo Esco' flip, and I’m the Phantom |
Listen real close, you hear the echos spit |
I’m a wolf, you run around on some gecko shit |
Kick in the door of the shit, wasn’t left for bent |
I kill the best now, tell me who the rest gon' get |
Not a damn one, the handgun, is right on the waist |
Whether you ugly or you handsome, I’m right in your face |
You can run, I get excited from the flight of the chase |
Little chimp, why don’t you try to spend a night with the apes |
I get higher than the flight outerspace, where I’m from |
I seen alotta niggas die or get indicted for base |
Get weight, a little cake try to buy them a place |
Either raw, ain’t safes on, firing eight |
And mine, nigga, I don’t fire 'em straight, feel me |