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(专辑: Angel Dust - 2012)
[Verse 1:] Uhhh thank the
Lord for my fans 'cause they love Z-Ro I
get mail but ain't no letters from nobody I
know It's like I've been forgotton-every since I
got locked down But when my feet hit the
ground, that's when phony homies come back around I'm talkin fair weather friends That kick it with you when the
sun shines on you, but when the
fair weather ends It's over... nobody screamin free Z-Ro like Bun B
was screaming Free Pimp C
Accept Flipperachi and Pimp C
But I'm still living and still pimping my pen I
swear I'm surrounded by women-most offenders ain't men They gossip like they sittin in the
beauty shop Can't own nothin-too busy criticizin what the
next man got And all I
hear is I
ain't gon' sack no groceries or work at fast food I
would sweep the
floor at MacDonalds if I
had to Fuck pride homie I'm tryna raise my daughter Hoping I
make parole so I
can work on being a
father Another birthday came and went-still wearing white I
try to sleep all day long, so I
can write all night No visits or rec-the only time I
get to leave my cell is at chow times and showers Minutes feel as if there hours I
read books, tryna put some fat on my head Dreaming about when I
get back on my bread So many people want me to fall-I know they'd love to see me on lock But in a
minute-I'll be back on top-in due time... [Chorus:] Time waits for no one Last year was a
hard one but life goes on I
bump my head against the
wall, learning right from wrong I
fall off every ten minutes on this mission I'm on Time waits for no one Last year was a
hard one but life goes on I
never said I
was perfect, man I
come from the
block If it wasn't for time, I'd be stuck in the
same spot [Verse 2:] I
can breathe again-pass me a
blunt that's fat Plus my strap, so I
can face my enemies again July 9th, ain't no more commissary-catch me at Pappadeux Time to get tappered by free world clippers and shop for clothes Plus I
gotta leave some people alone That could determine if I
go back to prison or stay at home Bottom line-you ain't gotta be in jail to be doing time It ain't like it's hard to tell-I've reentered the
game Ain't nothin changed-accept the
year When I
left people dying and death is still here As if we fear nothing man enough to kill somethin But too coward to come together and build somethin Violent crimes, the
caskets are smaller in size How the
hell a
ten year old get shot-eleven times Prison ain't changed me, I'm the
same nigga Not a
trouble maker but ya'll know I'll never hesitate to pull-a-trigger They say my ghetto instrumental is influential to black I
just confess how far I
go, not to get put on my back I
never made a
man kill a
man Even if he was bumping my song at the
time-murder was his original plan I
understand it's a
time to be born and a
time to die Time to laugh and a
time to cry A
time to look for something and a
time to consider it lost Time for sadiness and a
time for joy A
time to build and a
time to destroy A
time for war and peace A
time for silence and a
time to speak And I
think it's time we come together on these streets Fill up churches Sunday morning like clubs-Saturday night And have a
good worship service-just like we have a
good fight 'Cause when the
trumphet blows it's over, time is at it's end If you don't wanna burn, forever repent for all of you're sins And homie I
don't give a
fuck, if you blood or cause Get you're relationship right with the
one above 'Cause it's almost time... [Chorus:] Time waits for no one Last year was a
hard one but life goes on I
bump my head against the
wall, learning right from wrong I
fall off every ten minutes on this mission I'm on Time waits for no one Last year was a
hard one but life goes on I
never said I
was perfect, man I
come from the
block If it wasn't for time, I'd be stuck in the
same spot
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