Andy Burner - The Times lyrics

[Intro] In all the ways this is not what I do, It's the wrong crowded place, do your thing and abuse It's the wrong time, somebody knew, it's a small crime, and I got no excuse Set it all up again, gave my thought away and it's loaded And no don't think I ain't your friend. If they don't shot it's hard to do [Verse 1] See on my blocks all this new hip hop sh**'s forbidden Not because it s**s because it's not real, it's fiction For years I've been giving you tears with no fear But it's so clear its only deaf ears for ghetto children You all deny me like ??? the truth has been written The good words been spoken, but y'all don't want to listen Like the Roman Vatican you are not real Christians You just manipulate And fabricate the true religion Some of these Canadian rappers so wack it's sickening To see my pain as love and love is my addiction UFO's in the sky you can see them with your eye If its aliens who made man I guess we gone when we die If there's no heaven or no Hell then you better say goodbye To your homie before he rides and ends up on the other side We keep guns k** each other for some pieces of that pie Life is hard but where would I be if I didn't try n***a [Hook] It's the wrong time, somebody knew, it's a small crime, and I got no excuse Set it all up again, Gave my thought away and its loaded And no don't think I ain't your friend. If they don't shoot it's hard to do [Verse 2] I'm still fighting with the devil using weak weapons Dirty trenches leave you cold I still show affection I keep it real I don't care how you view my essence I keep it G'd up no matter what you feel my presence A lot of n***as thinking Gangeezy switching up I'm just trying to get my money long I'm trying to get it up See the music might get pretty but my gun still ugly Drive by on you n***as with my whip bumpin' chugney If you disrespect the clan bullets flying off my hand Catch you slippin' while your bubbling your girl in a jam Right after your flesh dies tell the devil I said hi Tell him the lion of Judah is still running with his tribe They be lovin' it, Satan hands on the ark of the covenant If the devil's got something for god he's got to come with it Hurricanes is thunderous, storms you can't imagine With all this pollution what the hell you think would happen n***a! [Outro] It's the wrong time, somebody knew, it's a small crime, and I got no excuse Set it all up again, Gave my thought away and its loaded And no don't think I ain't your friend. If they don't shoot it's hard to do In all the ways this is not what I do, It's the wrong crowded place do your thing and abuse