Lyrics:
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
people
Dead an gone
Thank god my soul lasted
But this life is a race
And I swear I'm gon win it
No time fo ta lose
Ain't no time fo Ta quit
If you snooze
spending time on time and for some
Time I swear we been here
Hotel room this harajuku
Got a gun to my head
She told me take another shot
By then I knew I was
stayed afloat
So this song's for you yeah it's a toast, uh
I've had enough of this shit
It is my time I can't quit
By any means I know that I'm sick
start acting like a bitch (You should watch that by the way)
Damn, I've got a lot of shit on my mind
Everyday it's like I'm straight out of time
You told
the horned-rimmed glasses
It'd been a long time since I'd been around
Since I'd set foot on my old stomping ground
I ended up by the old schoolyard
And this redhead
the horned-rimmed glasses
It'd been a long time since I'd been around
Since I'd set foot on my old stomping ground
I ended up by the old schoolyard
And this redhead
can't waste time, no time
Stood in life's line so long
I can't let my past go and it's holding me
Something in this world has got control of me
Life
get you, out of my mind
I feel love, for the first time
And I know that it's true, I can tell by the look in your eyes
I don't know your game, but
get you, out of my mind
I feel love, for the first time
And I know that it's true, I can tell by the look in your eyes
I don't know your game, but
This town is like a jungle
As somebody rightly said
A friend of mine was walking home one night
And somebody killed her dead
Cut down by a junkie
Coz
Buddy-love
But this professor ain't nutty and
He can't do it, any herpe dove
I was the madness that brought on Dre Day
Such this time Dr dre
He's the one is
of the year
Goes to you
As long as you deliver the hot stuff
The gramophones are warm so I've heard
When you touch it for the first time it's all good
But would
married how it ring
When the feeling come
Imma beat the gun
When it's time to run
I've already done brilliant
But you think it's coming from me
You really
at the seams
Like a real feen
That Hunger hold me but they want fold me that's how I stayed lean
Peace talks die by the gun
Like neighbors lurkin
That logic put
Last song turns the gun around
Pulling on the trigger makes a brand new sound
High tide in the final line
Rebel comes in slightly out of time
Too late he
belong for the first time
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We
drive
This ride
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine
I'm fine
Until I am dead
Can I
Live by
Your side
For time
And time
And time
And time
Again
did you expect)
Cause hunger feeds what anger breeds
When you're not sure what people believe in
Bring it on, son show your guns
This is no time
swing, I sit for a number
I'm pulled in by gravity, 6 feet deep had me wonder
I fought for so long, I mirrored midnight marauders
'Till I stumbled 7 times
that I'm staying out the white chalk lines
Figuring out the rest of the lines
When I get the chance I can't let it pass by
I'ma save the world some time
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Overlookin' the skyline
Got money, wish it could buy time
Watch hustlas in they prime get confined to a 5x9, by a 5 star grind
I'm talking big money, boats
seen some
Ruthless overlords who would torture more
Truth be told its war time bring guns
Move to open doors fight these scum
Renew the order for my
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