Lyrics:
And please don't wait
Please please don't wait
We are losing time
Mastered the nick and dime
Right in the nick of time
Shootin Nic Cannons
When I rhyme
I remember back then I was selling them nicks
I remember back then I was mailing them bricks
I was posted up just with them felons with blicks
It
Everyone has a special story to tell here
Tales from the past with our famous puppeteers
Brought to life by Mortimer he launched our careers
Time
move my life is ruined
Im so blessed go hallelujah
Something off with my medula
Im influenced by the ruler
So I conquer what I drew up
Im gone prosper
What you get is what you wanted
But it also what was taken
And now you've been had by both of them
So you the one they divide with
You divide your self
Verse 1:
Smoking loud is my habit
bars on automatic
Smoking by myself I ain't worried about no passing
Every time I speak on the track closed
There is an old wives tale, about a man
As nimble as he is quick
He can travel the world like a flash in the dark
And he goes by the name St. Nick
on time for once
Would make my day
You dance to the rhythm
Composed by yourself
Believing in the nick of time
But I'm stuck here waiting
Trying not to lose
Bass, Vocals
Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
I know that your waiting on me
I know that your waiting for me
Told you I could spend the winter
I be there by late December
Promised you back in
If I make it to heaven
I hope they're still drinking brew
I hope I get to see Nick
Me and him have a few
Talk about '96
The shit that y'all
it’s laid out
You just a work to put food in your damn mouth
I work like I am trying to feed a grandchild
Take the world by storm I got it planned out
wanna go outside[00:20.41]It's killing me every night[00:23.65]Deep sleep homicide[00:25.53]I need you by my side[00:27.98]I need you by my
[00:25.24]I'm in a 4 by 4 by 4 by 4 top 3 discussion[00:28.31]I just came down from up the hill this perk hit me like rocky[00:31.29]I'm in the yo
she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose
Now I'm in the fast lane going 98
By now I know
1-9 she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose
Now I'm in the fast lane going 98
By now
to the 9-8 block to the indo store
So I can make a quick purchase and run it back
I'm on my Silicon shit, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks
It's
Presented by Walmart: A song to promote literacy
Also featuring Sara Evans, Martina McBride, Kenny Chesney, and Brooks and
Dunn
Phil: A little
shit
From 98 to 99 to 2006 i run wit Big Tymers
Paper Chasers and Rap Rhymers
Big Tymers, 100 Thousand Dollars Car Driver
Rim Shiners, Fuck gettin my
hood
Nigga it's all to the good
That's how we do it in the 9-8 no playa hate
Just take some shades and regulate
And represent the Golden State
And get
ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion
Today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal
On a new Porsche car
He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit
He's got jeans
that made my man blood spill
An eye for an eye you know my science of life
Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly type
I kick the 98 shit for your
Everyday that goes by wen I'm with you
Every minute I spend with you
Oh how bad it hurts
Just to think it wouldn't work
I confess I'm into you, do what
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