david chidiac - my time lyrics
[verse 1]
i’m kinda like century 21
style redefined
ahead of the game, i haven’t reached my prime
eyes on the prize when i write my rhymes
the ice off my wrist my watch glisten so bright
this my drive i dictate the ride
free flowing rhymes on my mental high
my magical movements got me like johnson. fly
selling out gilbert arenas one at a time
high like g5 i preach this with style
buckle in baby enjoy the mile
smile so wide that you ride so wild
crazy as the pace that’s racing round my mind
refract like a diamond so d-mn bright!
cause this going be one h-ll of a night
(hook) x2
this is my time we ride till we die
take the lead and hold on for dear life
clock strikes 11 and she feeling prime
so this is my time we ride till we die
[verse 2]
like john i con her (john conner)
rob her bob her till i drop her
proper
like the belt without the buckles
sonic without knuckles
rumble with no tumble
make a motherf-cker stumble
won’t see me coming on that john holmes sh-t
everything crazy on that ride home sh-t
dodge b-lls on that stiller and vince vaughan sh-t
when everything i rhyme is on that new world sh-t
without a record deal yet i propagate this sh-t
till my fingers go numb and i lose my sh-t
singing
(hook) x2
this is my time we ride till we die
take the lead and hold on for dear life
clock strikes 11 and she feeling prime
so this is my time we ride till we die
[verse 3]
i’m going to the pros dressed in my prime
you roaring jealous but i just wanna sit down and discuss
instead of having you throw me around like a discus
its just-unjust-that you-pressed us
why you acting so messed up
now im forced to fight so i have to make it right
put both hands up like boomaye tonight
she surrenders like a fender bender at a red light on midnight
of that cold winters night
ga!!
(hook) x2
this is my time we ride till we die
take the lead and hold on for dear life
clock strikes 11 and she feeling prime
so this is my time we ride till we die
[verse 4]
now i really wanna fight cause
the struggle to make you mine
better be worth the time
her smile is so f-cking wild
talking about her style
got me feeling like we running a f-ckin’ mile
whether your green or not
we’re not goin’ lose the plot
flip the books and rage cause i’m goin’ hit the spot
and i’m going rock it hot
exhaust the lot
when y’all see me celebrating like god tonight
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