shots And outlined in white chalk The nation turns its back And it don't see They're wiping away All their bad memories Facing a fallen nation Where
(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
time That they shot a nigga straight to the temple done A little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin' Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em Time from time
had its fling It's the same old syncopation Now they call it swing Then they played it jazz time To a buck and wing Once again it sweep the nation Now
for all I survived the rise and fall I want my raving generation Around the world, across the nation Rave and play my music loud I will turn you inside out It's time
pastor, So I see myself and I know, my own Lord and master, When your ass was born it was all on the own and, When it's time to die you'll be all alone
I hang, smokin' all sources dank from Jimmy Shwagger to Cambud and I'm chasin' Jim Beam We keep stallin' until my time's up Line up lames it's time
Texas Mixtape nigga. Young Don you know what im sayin? I been gettin money. Lil C, keep stackin nigga. 1-2-3-4. We don did it again. Ya know, these niggas
make my album, this is the judgment Vacate the island, billions will start wildin' The feelin' of violence will have trillions in silence Or watchin' the news, Arabs against
libra plus another one is a double dose of charm Chorus: Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain (never known such intensity) Fine
Anti-Nigger Machine) Take a look around and see the way they keepin the realest from reachin But I bet you never hear it again, naw Clear Channel never heat it again
in need of weed, the other had problems with his head Now they're both dead, and the same thing happens time 'n time again Kids dying all the time '
ol fear of a black planet 20 years of blood sweat and no tears for fanatics So damn it If times is hard Time is god Understand it Never took time for
'm off the ground B I never heard of such where niggaz stand and I fell I'm doin' years with this career like Patti La-Belle And if I ever was to fall
We're in the time where many doors are too hard to enter in And many people really ain't worth the mentionin' Thugs, me hugs and plus a little gentle
fall, never fail Never the Devils side, ever call, never Hell But I got these muthafuckas prayin' for my downfall But the orange hair means time to clown
had a glass, she had a glass, again Ya know, then she was ready got to it One time, two times, hit me up and I take that ass again And I told her [Chorus
Once again it's on, the Nigga you love to hate Ice Cube's in the motherfucking house Yo I wanna say what's up to the niggas from the Lench Mob J.D., T
