Time To Chill

Yeah see this right here

It's so real i see everything clear

[verse 1:]

They probably cut from the same cloth

If he ain't soft

You know the name the boss

I'm high as a cocaine cost

So can't watch the pain off

See fate is the mothafucka brotha

You can't change yours

He won't show you the money get the chainsaw

And keep cuttin shit off til' he talk

I'm one of the bosses of new york

The voices of the people til' i walk

We all know life is bitch yet i thought

That it will get a little better from the hell i caught

I lost a few screw can't you tell i'm short

From shit to property and l i bought

Shoot dice like a sport and stunt like my time ticket

Pour out my liquor for my homicide victim

If my nigga ride i'm ride wit him

Blood, sweat, & tears fly out of my system

Live long that's the message right

But in the hood ova 21 you started your 2nd life

Life more than neck of ice

A full deck of price

But it damn sure looks nice (you look good)

I always had ethic of winner

I work til' it hurts then i murk on spinners

I'll gobble these rap niggas for dinner

Bring your girlfriend around me i'm goin' to hit her

[chorus:]

Time to chill and question what's real

Reality seems a drift

That's why i walk around like these

Now it's 2006 more cribs & more whips

If hate me get off my dick

Everybody got to box that's fists that's it

[verse 2:]

Easy deaths & hard times

It's tough to explain i figure i just rhyme

It's all fine and fuck up at the same time

I feel like they dealt card it ain't mine

Man fuck that somebody gotta a shuffle

I'm thristy sort of like the slave off the buckle

My attitude is i don't really care

Baltimore born but i'm good everywhere

My nigga had nothin' but dreams

But the block got him before he turned 13

Somebody lean every baby's first scream

I've called what i seen you know what i mean

[chorus]