Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time And Space, artist - Wishbone Ash. Album song No Smoke Without Fire, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 05.10.1978
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Time And Space |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| Whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |
| Open up your brain cavity, gravity pulls my direction |
| Got somethin' to say plus the trom like Dr. Bombay |
| You goin' my way 'cos life is just like a highway |
| Either with me or not 'cos SS blows the spot |
| Through the roof of your club or the back of your shack |
| Sinister V’s on attack no matter what you pack |
| A different species of ill emcees them G’s gotcha box on 10 |
| In your mix tape blend |
| You can philosophize, see my plans' to make my fam rise |
| Put some bread on the table in a house that’s stable |
| Ain’t nothin' changed but dimes and quarters, you know the orders |
| I sting international style when I’m buck wild |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |
| I shake the house down with sound |
| Some say it’s ridiculous, some they sleep on this |
| Bound to hit 'em dead center, not the best but not the worst |
| Sahdeeq’ll hit 'em with a verse of flavor |
| Catch it now take it home, think about it later |
| I rock for brothers in Pintos to Mazeratis, hotties with thick bodies |
| Drinkin' nectar in the shady sector in the summer |
| I catch a flow like a canoe goin' down the river |
| Pass them snakes that slither, deliver realness |
| In any words I spit legit vocalist straight from the abyss |
| To my peeps across the globe I say peace |
| And that’s the absence of all confusion, just cruisin' |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase, see |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |
| You could camouflage the truth but it still comes through in |
| What you do B after A and you’ll C |
| Write rhymes for peeps on the street not what the company thinks |
| Just finance so I could shake the dance like wet pants |
| You had a hit once but now you rock the dunce cap |
| 'Cos you don’t know nothin' about where this form began |
| Got you all in check like whoo hah, shut down all the hoopla |
| You now wanna come back like you’re really my pal |
| But I peeped your whole style, defecate on your pile |
| Top of your heap leavin' your whole crew cheap |
| Lost for words, I breathe thoughts never heard by man |
| Foil ya plan and disappear in the sands of |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase, word |
| Time and space, percussion and bass |
| The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace |
| Life’s a card game, tryin' to hold the ace |
| See you might get erased in this great paper chase |