Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If Time Is Money (Fly Navigation), artist - Wu-Tang Clan. Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
If Time Is Money (Fly Navigation) |
| Uh, yeah |
| Choose a side |
| Look, vibe with me |
| Rhyme is tricky, who ridin' with me |
| Who kinda miss me can kindly miss me, you kinda iffy |
| Don’t know the history? |
| I’m from the city of stop-and-frisk me |
| The cops is jiggy, they spot the blickey then try and get me |
| My pops a Willie, said «Give her fifty, she pop her kitty» |
| He Bad Boy and he Poppa really, it’s not a Biggie |
| See my committee, block offici', it’s not an ishy |
| Or I’m too lazy to cross roads, if not, I’m busy |
| It’s not a mystery who shot Ricky, but where the difference |
| Between the tré and the dough boy, we bred different |
| So bear witness, this can leave you with head missing |
| If y’all can hear me, I guarantee you the feds listening |
| So I be spittin' in barcode, nothin' left in the tap, dog |
| And after the last call, the bar close |
| This my Cohiba, cigar blow |
| Even Tony Stark knows the tension is thick as Wallabee Clark soles |
| But did I mention I’m sick and gotta be hardcore |
| Hard-boiled, taking your base, that’s what we ball for |
| Money over bimbos, that’s what the Mob for |
| Rappers stuck in limbo 'cause they were settin' the bar low |
| Every time I rhyme on a track, it’s like a convo |
| King, we put the nine to your back, it’s like you Rondo |
| When it come to John, though, I’ma slaughter a John Doe |
| Drag him through a drive-thru like he ordered the combo |
| Hands on him, we wild style with the cans on him |
| Then come defeat, that’s my beliefs and I stand on 'em |
| Give you the beats, no Doc Dre or brands on 'em |
| Some men want 'em, these verses hot and the fans want 'em |
| I’m from the school of them hard knocks with harder standards |
| I’ve been a hard rock before they added the Arm & Hammers |
| My meth bananas, bogus method, we call it bama |
| Gun on the camera so we can shoot them in panoramas |
| Na-nana-nana, I’m feelin' petty, but watch your manners |
| Use proper grammar so we could stop with the propaganda |
| No type of slander but tell them hoes, «I'm not your Santa» |
| Just want the body, nobody tryin' to pot-and-pan ya |
| Cop scanners, a fuller house but we not the Tanners |
| If shooters bringin' them Hawks out, then it’s not Atlanta’s |
| If time is money, I got time and time saved |
| I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade |
| Nobody get 'til I got mine, my mind made |
| If time is money, I got time and time saved |
| I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade |
| Nobody get 'til I got mine, my mind made |
| Choose a side |
| Math vs Meth, Cival War |
| If time is money, I got time and time saved |
| I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade |
| Nobody get 'til I got mine, my mind made |
| If time is money, I got time and time saved |
| I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade |
| Nobody get 'til I got mine, my mind made |