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phazekiid - time lyrics

{the real spark}
yeah, you see that’s what the problem was
c’se i heard him first, i said hold on
i said, hold up, wait a minute, something ain’t right
(aaah wayiyah wa wooooh)
i knew something was wrong
i knew something’s special ’bout him
i ran upstairs i had to run
(oooh wah, oooh wah, oooh wa)
(i’ve got time)
when he was walking upstairs he’s like du du du
b+tch i start to almost beatbox up in the closet
{aboom chichi aboo chi aboo aboom)
but i couldn’t do it yet beacause
i couldn’t die
i got court tomorrow
i’m just a little shook up that’s all there is

{verse}
yeah, you ain’t got no life
i put that on my tag
if you ain’t got power then you probably never know what the deal
i can say it twice, roll the dice
prognosis, i done took chances for a minute
25 and i don’t see where the bills is
imma put the whole world in my palms
i got chips on my shoulder mathaphaka you ain’t seen the world cold
yeah, im tryna have a billion in the bank
yeah, but how if all these n+ggas do is keep a whole f+cking billion in the bank
get it?, and never spend it, the joke’s on me
i ain robbing the city asleep, walls got crook
they still holding the troops and keep playing the loops
c’se n+ggas is shook
{chorus}
aaah wayiyah wa wooooh
oooh wah, oooh wah, oooh wa
aaah wayiyah wa wooooh
oooh wah, oooh wah, oooh wa

{verse}
look
i inscribe words, paint pictures and wipe dust from bravestones
a man’s heart can calm a sea storm
i write poems and save souls from sheol bro
on a prime vision one eye like a cyclope
detrimental seeds sawn through your fan spot
so how you gon walk when the spikes is finna throw shocks
bury bury me, that’s you on the ground crying
self pity don’t cuddle me that’s you on the bright side
i’m overseas looking for acid to burn weeds
but i’m too scared it might k!ll trees that grow leaves
blossom flowers you are the power
i’m a coward i’ve seen a thousand spirits hit my body
leave at first sight
it’s a scenario, that’s me at a burial
not attending i’m dead in the casket
on the side its my girlfriend and my family upset
the president’s the priest saying peace for a death cent
the world’s a ghetto, full of scums and dirty show blocks
we are like prostitutes selling our souls for hope not
i never met mr. west i feel my hope’s lost
(im stuck in my state)
success is what you make it, take it how it come
the whiteness in your heart is like a billion where i’m from
f+ck religion, my opinion that sh+t don’t make sense
f+ck religion, i hope that sh+t don’t make me sacrilegious
{chorus}
aaah wayiyah wa wooooh
oooh wah, oooh wah, oooh wa
aaah wayiyah wa wooooh
oooh wah, oooh wah, oooh wa

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