Lyrics:
It’s time for me to be real
I gotta pop me pill
For me to be chill
I am not mentally ill
But all of this hurt that I feel
Make me wish I was killed
holy
These rappers are phony and lonely
I catch 'em coming out of show me's
I don't Oscar or admire they baloney
No phony, I spit for the time from
Kazo
How many times I'm gon' tell you
It's Kazo not Kazo
My whip is biturbo
My girl is bisexual and she is bilingual
You all by yourself bro
Catch you in
A verse 2, a warrior of virtue let my vocals cut through
A Starr of the Gang long Live to Guru
A Moment of Truth no melancholy attitude
Cuz the vibe you put
recognize my mind designs of war
Royal descriptions of moments in time
From the insane to the profane and divine
Scriptures that are recorded by
Modern day
Waste No Time
Lyrics by Robin Lee and Starr Duncan Lowe
©2022
Waste no time
No longer in line
Hearing the call of the chime
Leaving behind
Folks
gives me passion
Focusin' only on my dream, I've got direction
Any other thin' may be important, but they come second
Ayra Starr will need me, for
It was such a wonderful party and it lasted such a long time
I thought I was Paul Gauguin or Akasha in the night
Wine bottles in the hallway
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Anyway, let's begin
always on the go
He used to live in Champtown, but moved to Slum Village
In a city Motown that was run by Mike Illitch
Lived with Fat Joe, in Ras Kass
Passin' homies on the block, gettin' major respect,
And by then y'all the hen dog is taken effect,
Never panic hit Atlantic then I banked to right
Pulled
Brother Pete Rock
Plenty others I could name but the most by far
These pioneers most revered, group named Gang Starr
Put it down through the years, most
a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town,
'Bout half
Put money on my head
They really put that bread to waste
Flew across Atlantic grew accustomed to expensive taste
Be all you can be theres no limit it
with the mystic hand
Map it out and tap it out all black kicks
If you try to stack five then we have to stack six
You go by the numbers the facts
(Evidence)
The difference between a hero and a coward? There
is no difference. One time or another everyone's felt
fear. It's what one person does
by Maurice Starr and Larry Wu
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by Maurice Starr and Larry Wu
I think I-L-be , fifteen years of are & be transmitted outside Dudley
Plus the Bumrush specially celebrities
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by Maurice Starr and Larry Wu
I think I-L-be , fifteen years of are & be transmitted outside Dudley
Plus the Bumrush specially celebrities
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music, this is gun clap music
Load it up, cock it back and blast to it
[Fredro Starr]
Yo, who shot ya? It's too late to try to operate
Hard escape
Y’all sleep in y’all own world and I’m
Rollin rollin rollin I ain’t slept in weeks
Got a pistol by the bed only bout 6 feet
I been waking up from
Time's up
Starin' at my sunrise desktop
Every dream I had gets lost in the backdrop
Livin' in a post-job life in a flash pandemic,
Is little bit
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
And leave auld Scotia's shore?
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
Across th' Atlantic roar?
O sweet
a dream
Having you by my side
I'll never forget, the first time I set
My eyes on you I thought I would cry
It was my lucky day, when you came my way
'N I'm
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