out of time
COUPEN
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It's cold, cold, cold In the studio Yeah Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes I constantly thought about shit that I wanted, then start working hard and I got it Did not care if I had to go rap in the basement, or lock-in and rap in the closet Man, I thought I’d do anything, thought I’d do anything just to go make a deposit But mama said you not gon’ run in these streets, so I got me a job and I rocked it Water and coffee, I stocked it up Then I put it in face Ain’t ‘bout no drugs, you can lock it up Think imma play SAFE Stay on my own, stay on piano, stay down and move Think imma push me a Martin one day, better watch for the grooves Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes Honestly don’t need your guidance, know my pace Honestly don’t give a damn how long it takes Honestly don’t wanna go back to the grey Honestly, I think I’m too immune, cold face Not immune to the past, running fast, fiends reaching for the bag, no F*ck your feelings, want my ceilings colder than the breeze, higher than your gas smoke Think my time in order, time is ticking, picking watches I can call my dad on Time is green, time is gold, talk is cheap Ain’t no speaking what I can, no Paint the picture like van Gough Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes Think I’m running low on space Think I’m running out of time Think the truth is in the mirror Think I’m seeing all the signs Think I’m tired, wanting mines Think I’m needing what I eye Think the picture getting clearer Think imma win it through rhymes I know, think I know Shit, I know, think I know Shit, I know, yeah F*ck, I know
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