Chi Chi - Time's Calling lyrics

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Chi Chi - Time's Calling lyrics

[Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Yeah... it's about my muthaf**in' time, son, word up n***as gonna have to give me mines... pay up! [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, time's calling for a new king, a new ba**line, a new string A new drumkit, new verse spit from a new spic A new hook, a new rap page, from a new book A new crook, a new image to overlook Critize, look deep into my eyes, you'd be shook When the beef cook, in the various flames, I call names Not to get a name, but to address it, from where it came You'd be ashamed, drew a road and the express train to fame When I bust, I'm hittin' the target I'm aimin' at You went for broke, and gats your bought with spare change, from laundry mats You ain't get that? Press rewind, play it back Call your man on your jack, be sure to tell him, that I'm back With somethin' new, that you could bop too, chop your rocks too When you playin' the block, duck the cops Who drink Vodka, Henny, Remy and Scotch and say 'f** you' [Chorus: Chi Chi] Your time is calling, oh Your time is calling, yeah I feel, I feel your pain, yeah.. Oh... I... I feel your pain, babe Ohh, ohh, your time, your time, is calling Your time, oooh, boy, ahahaha Your pain, I feel your pain, oh [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, my time's calling, sometimes I feel like I'm fallin' In a dark hole, losin' control, feelin' old While I'm still type young, razor blade under my tongue Weed smoke in my lungs, Hen' rock had me strung Offa thug life, til I realized I had one life Mami made me beans and rice, with the pollo caliente The block, the Rock is hard boiled Buried in the dirt, but raised in Shaolin soil Hold out your hand but I got nothing for you You all and around, when the milk's start to spoil Grams wrapped in foil, cowboys with lases, they lookin' for you I can't eat a good bite, can't sleep a good night Only hotel and fast food restaurants, til I get my sh** right My time's calling [Chorus to end w/ variations]