Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Passing Tha Time, artist - Wise Intelligent. Album song The Talented Timothy Taylor, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.02.2009
Record label: Blingnot Media
Song language: English
Passing Tha Time |
Until once again |
Your eyes look into mine |
Now all, all of life |
Is just passing the time |
Until once again |
Your eyes look into mine |
Since early as first grade, I knew that you always had me |
The only kid with braids, the other kids were laughing at me |
I looked you right in your eyes, you looked me back into mine |
You held me close, you wiped my eyes and told me it’ll be fine |
My brothers and sisters nine, we suffered through perilous times |
But you kept giving them love, well some of us turned to drugs and crime |
We moved through ghetto to ghetto, struggling from hood to hood |
Don’t mention the bills, you had to make meals from like whatever you could |
Remember the days of eating mayonnaise and Wonder Bread |
Wondering if Daddy’s dead or simply where the nigga at |
I blame my father for leaving you stuck with ten seeds to raise |
Somewhere near the early age a father nigga had learned to hate |
So every since the day you left I fell out of love with writing |
Life no longer seems exciting, guess we wasn’t supposed to win |
Now all my life is just a matter of passing time |
Until the day that your eyes are looking back into mine |
Now all, all of life |
Is just passing the time |
Until once again |
Your eyes look into mine |
Remember my first charge, I think it was B&E |
We robbed three corner stores |
I think it was me and P |
You told us damn near daily, don’t run with the likes of refinement |
We used to say you crazy |
Cause we were in need of refinement |
My physical P has lived the best years of his life in prison |
is paralyzed |
I’m living off some shit I’ve written |
I guess the message so you think Compton |
Is honor your mother and father |
So that your days will be longer |
Don’t wait till they’re here no longer to tell them you love them and mean it |
Don’t wait to regret the lost time |
Believe me, you’ll never redeem it |
Now that I have is pictures |
Of words to me and my siblings |
One day I’m not going to be here |
See I refuse to believe it |
Every since the day she left I fell out of love with writing |
Life no longer seems exciting, guess we wasn’t supposed to win |
Now all my life is just a matter of passing time |
Until the day that your eyes are looking back into mine |
Now all, all of life |
Is just passing the time |
Until once again |
Your eyes look into mine |
look up at my seed I’m driven up with these thoughts to pen |
Until the day that your motherly eyes look into mine again |
I fell in a world of sin |
So short of the glory of God, so short of the glory of Mom |
And this is the story of Wise |
What took so long to come with a record me clearing my heart and my mind out? |
Don’t like to put any old rhymes out |
Hip hop is still art to some folk |
Fell back into the habit of twisting the cap on the bottle of black |
Increase my lovers in search of a love that could salvage a wounded son |
I’m not an emotional MC, my heart eludes my sleeve |
It’s hard for me to believe that I’ve discovered a moment to grieve |
I’m not the victim, I witnessed love turned against itself |
Mission retrieved itself and laid the wealth inside your grave |
Every since the day you passed I fell out of love with writing |
Life no longer seems exciting, guess we wasn’t supposed to win |
Now all my life is just a matter of passing time |
Until the day that your eyes are looking back into mine |
Now all, all of life |
Is just passing the time |
Until once again |
Your eyes look into mine |