Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Time, artist - Will Sparks. Date of issue: 07.07.2016
Song language: English
My Time |
| Uh, yo |
| I can’t escape |
| Soul is crying |
| Heart full of pain |
| Cold as ice |
| Rolled the dice |
| The cards you may play have an impact |
| Looking back to the start of your darkest days |
| Look in the mirror and see half my face |
| Can’t go back no start in the game |
| So give me a match and I’m sparking a flame |
| I’m back with a vengeance |
| Satellite righteous running right by us |
| Giving dope lines that’s crack in a sentence |
| Rap in venue packed to the entrance |
| And I feel defenceless |
| Feel nothing but a gap in my senses |
| I feel trap and congested |
| So I spit bars that’s how I’m venting |
| Me, I’m trapped in my sentence |
| Like i was doing 20 to life |
| And it weighs heavy on |
| My Shoulders cold as weather of the night |
| And some say cause I rap pitch black |
| Not one day and i ain’t neva gonna shine |
| And I feel detached from the rest of my life |
| And i can’t kick back I ain’t neva gonna lie down |
| Cuz i was taught from a young age time ain’t bought |
| And life is short |
| And things are given to those who face it |
| Not to those who wait but to those who take it |
| From nuttin to somethin you gotta find your dreams and go chase them |
| Whatever the weather I gotta right to make it |
| I Gotta write to make it |
| Got life and got a mind to break it |
| Got given a God given talent and I ain’t got time to waste it |
| Being wasted so I say this with my heart on my sleeve |
| This year I’m taking charge of the scene |
| And ain’t no nobody gonna drop |
| A couple of thugs can’t master the art of a beast |
| Let’s get one thing straight I ain’t gonna dumb shit down |
| Even keeping it underground |
| Tell the haters i run this town |
| Tell the haters i run this town |
| You can try to replicate |
| But we see through the seethroughs f the fakes |
| I’m an up and comer so forget the age, cuz when they hear me spit they’re all |
| left amazed |
| If you standing up get swept away |
| Man I ain’t got a second to wait |
| So f the pain f the fame |
| I do it for the feeling I get when I rip the stage |
| Walk out to envelope get my pay and walk out of the club extra place |
| See I’m trying to escape from the stress I face |
| Like everyday i do it with a pen and a page |
| It’s depression or pain, i think i need to clean up the mess that i made |
| I’m sippin on a lean cup with regrets I face on a regular basis |
| Take a walk in my feet |
| You couldn’t take one step to the pavement |
| A.U.S yeah i rep for my nation |
| Rep for anyone who feel my pain |
| Rep for the heads that relatin' |
| I feel though I’m destined to make it |
| But I know I ain’t quite reach my destination |
| Not yet I’m waiting but when i blow you better get ready for detonation |
| See I’m on the rise like elevation |
| Yea I rap with a purpose |
| You barely scratching the surface |
| Me i dig deep like excavation |
| But i feel like a mental patient |
| Pacing, i’ve lost control |
| Aww man i can’t believe it |
| Lost control |
| Tell the haters i run this town |