Horrorshow - My Time lyrics

[Chorus: Solo] This is my time, this is my This is my, this is my time Spitting my rhyme, spitting my Spitting my, spitting my rhyme Yeah I'm hitting my stride, hitting my Hitting my, hitting my stride Yeah, this is my time This is my, this is my, this is my [Verse 1: Solo] Ain't a damn thing funny Some of these dudes seem to print money but they're counterfeit But I don't really blame ‘em, it's all in the game man, sh**, that's just how it is But it do piss me off when they run around town and they flaunt like they're proud of it Well you can catch me with the clique Holding up two fingers while I tell ‘em snap out of it Like I was being rude to the waiter As if I'd do that, I'm a smooth operator None greater this side of the equator Never cater to lowest common denominator And we prolly never gonna make the top ten Thinking that's the object, then you're wrong then They got us locked out, so we got it locked in So come and pop in, we can get it poppin' Now my body filling up with the toxins Running out of time, running out of options Sooner or later I'ma be up in a coffin But this is now homie, not then [Pre-Chorus: Turquoise Prince] 'Cause this is my time I can feel it weighing on my mind Knowing it will only slow me down I don't wanna wait Not another day I don't wanna wait 'Cause I've got [Chorus: Turquoise Prince] One foot in the grave One foot in the car One accelerates And one takes me too far One step towards the light Still blinded by the dark One foot in the grave I'm right back at the start [Verse 2: Solo] Look—I ain't like these rappers They just take the easy way out Me, I like a challenge Put the grey disc in, then I hit spin, ever since I been tryna find a balance Hoping that it all weighs out But if you're thinking anybody gon' remember Where they were on the day when your CD came out? No way, sending shots like I'm buying José Oh word, it's your year? You don't say Gotta watch out for the fakes, they just do a good impression like a Monet In the zone like I'm throwing strikes But it ain't happen overnight, did it? We been putting in the overtime, hoping that it coincide So I'ma start where I am, use what I have, do what I can And when the road zigzag, whiplash, I'ma just stick to the plan Supply and demand, I wanna be king of New York, I wanna be big in Japan I want the world playing this sh** saying, ‘This right here is my jam.' See this is my time, this is your time Can't nobody stop you from speaking your mind You ain't small time, you are all time But we could all do with a little more time This is your time, this is my time Come and roll up, see the dead star shine ‘Til all round the world, they feel the vibrations Toast the libations, 'cause time's a wasting [Chorus: Solo] This is my time, this is my This is my, this is my time Spitting my rhyme, spitting my Spitting my, spitting my rhyme Yeah I'm hitting my stride, hitting my Hitting my, hitting my stride Yeah, this is my time This is my, this is my, this is my [Outro: Solo] From the front to the back and the side to the side Everybody in the house raise your hands, get ‘em high 'Cause the hands on the clock never stop ticking by And say this is my time, say this is my time