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Killing Time

The Kinks

Think Visual

1986

the killing time) From now till then 
(Killing time), Not knowing when 

They're watching me, I'm watching them 
Standing by the empty mine 
(Killing time)

the trees and in the sky
I felt alive
I felt alive
I felt alive
I felt alive

Life seemed real to me
Everything I touched just felt alive
And as time goes by

Tellin tales from ma heart n***
Tellin tales from ma heart n***

Life is a journey and am just passin by
Tellin tales from ma heart feels good
N***

life struggles one day at a time
Trying to keep my head above water
Thinking how I'm going to make it
How I'm going to survive
My harsh conditions

True love, true love never dies
Sweet life don't pass by
And leave me on the sidelines
Cause soon enough we'll all be dead
Sweet life don't pass by

love
But I'm feeling
Some resistance in my own life
Used to walk the streets
Now that I drive
Every turn sparks nostalgia
N' it hurts I won't lie
(Yeah)

and not great, but deep down I know God has a good plan for me and I'm
Not here by mistake. Encouraging messages on forgiveness, God's light shines within

these streets
And I'm a man I'm just trying to live my life for my wants and my needs
An I'll say please when I know It's gonna get me closer to what I

walk with me and feel my pain?
Or would, politics, get set aside?
And would it take your life?
And could it shame your pride?
Or can we fight until these

nothing to lose
You write a song about life
Maybe a kiss in the night
We can party on 'til the morning light
Ridin' down that dirt road with you by my side

of the life
Filling this wondrous well of existence
That which  so floods this well Gardened estate

This civilization houses gentleman distinguished by

impressions
Got me confessing
Who am I who am I
Living life feel it passing by
Who am I who am I
Every day I wonder why
Who am I who am I
Living life feel it

Life til the next life (Yeah)
Raw Creation always with the vibrations
Uh, swung by on the car phone, niggas lookin'
Six pots on the stove, everybody

Heavy box, smelling off, let it off let it off off
Spin the beat, dead it off, shell it off shell it off shell it off
Hit the streets, hit the plug,

Betrayal cuts you should come see what them scars like
Still remember the first time I seen that soft white 
Used to have hoop dreams now I live the mob life

left and died

I...
I'm sorry
I know what your life meant to your family
They loved y'all like I'm suppose to love myself
I promised myself I wouldn't

you go
Real life on the streets they will never know
There's only one thing I hate
There's only one thing I hate
There's only one thing I hate
That's

a promise ima keep it
And I promise all my people leavin
Institutions made up by the streets and
New to this Like TDE that’s Reason
True to this I’m training,

the streets
That don't take no credit from my name
I just always stay in my own lane
Never want to copy niggas what
We don't do that shit where im from
Keep

Been rapping since was fifteen
Now I'm focused getting green
Give me death or liberty
Money is power no freedom by the hour
You're building another

out beyond me

And make moves with more strategal than the army



Freak freak, y'all, and it don't stop

It's Black Sheep on the street with sure shots

to sleep or a plate to eat
Cause life is like downward dog
You bound to face defeat
But they don’t hear me though
Everybody thinking fast should listen slow

the streets
I struggled to survive I push hard put my faith in god to feed my family pushing my life through these bars
East Oakland is my stomping grounds wit

other 
Niggas is dead or they in jail leaving kids with they mothers 
Community dying we killed by the police and our brothers
No love in the streets 
U