Lyrics:
(It's time to wake up)
When I woke up today (Chillin with my crew)
(What you doing right now homie?) I knew it was going to be special
You got
And thinkin' how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin' a do
keep tockin'
Time keeps slippin'
My mind keeps trippin'
I'm in the road less traveled
Sure got lotta stones
[Chorus: x2]
Watch me break it down
healing
Reflections appealing
Inflections that resonate
While I'm etching endearment
Sing it to me
Sing it for the crew one time
One time
Sing it for
we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever wait for
crew eating
It's Tity Boi, you know my demeanor
24 inches on the Beamer, mine cleaner
Had a baby daddy saying man have you seen her
And the nigga saying
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s is paid - that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
a crew
Not 5 not 4 not 3 (Just two!)
In the beginning, let it be like the record spinning
As a child I stack 45's in a pile blow the dust off
Put it
Offended
When your time is due you will Descend to enternal darkness as the
Bible stated
One two one two
Smack the devil out of you
What a hoimie got to do
the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews
Stack bills on bills 'til my backyards got
Oooh-OOOOH!!!
Aiyyo! Eddie F! {"Yes!"}
Get busy one time
This is to show all y'all out there how we livin boy
WE LIVIN LARGE! Aww yeah!
To my crew in
Aiyo, it's time to get drastic, but God bless the fantastic
Herb passed it, now I melt the mic like it's plastic
I rag crews cause I'm bad news
In
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
ya
cll this money ya gave me the blues now hey
Oh yuh what it do now
She want roll with the crew but I need two now (Hey)
Bring yo friend bed time
up, hold up, hold up, hold up
[Chorus]
It's like the music will literally stop time
(Hold up hold up hold up)
We roll up, 20 deep, cock D swoll
give stitches
Whateva, go crew for crew, blow for blow
Bang your headpiece and sniff the snow off your hoe
I keep it rollin
Ask yourself man
How
motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Put it down for the bitches all across the map
All the real live bitches all across
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
to the smog, digital to analog
We steady advancing, rhyme enhancing
Simple minds can't keep up with this
(Verse 2)
I'm a put it on the table
I ain't
to get by
Forever in deny
Life was the drive
So we live to thrive
So we live to thrive
Is it time to shine (Is it time to shine)
Is it the time to die
Is
At times I feel like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you're just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine
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