Glenn D. Beamon Jr. - Time lyrics

Aye {Deem[Verse1]} I rather room with a backstabber in Alcatraz Than deepen the dent made by poppa's a** in the couch Lord knows he's a slouch let's no get into thaaaaat f** your hoping, jump of die inside fall or fly But you not into that You rather saute a maxy dress, eat that fat b**h to d**h Chase around a hacky sack Smoke and watch that show again We hustling, where the f** you at That's not life B Staring at me as if my face is melting like ice cream your braincells are dying of thirst I see But these verses could be the ice tea before you f** around and loose your mind Everybody love acid but who really has the time You got 13hrs to k** how many days a week An Idle mind will juts wither and die {Franky Dono [Hook]} Trippin' Off into space Conscious in place Beyond my mistakes Beyond what you say Beyond what you feel Reason to feel like truth to the face Take a knife out a meal and we all can be safe Remember what you made You wasting sublime, you wasting my space I gravitate Insane {Defcee[Verse2]} I'm doing what these rappers try hard to accomplish Quitter than Brother Ali quoting something Quran-ed If you ain't see no profit, like explaining Alah or Muhammed to the godless your record so dishonest And that ain't setting sh** free the truth do that You feeling f**ed up for no reason like Vudu tax Or a witches curse from Zulu track Rip out your ear for your headphones and ask if you want your bluetooth back Kick bookoo raps Use zoot sticks for toothpicks Ghost writing for Bruce wayne I am luscious fox In the booth with a ox Cut the mic in two with box Somali pirate your crew in a box I Freddy Krueger a cop Metamucil your snot box Kennedy shooting, put your residue in a drop top Slow down son, you k**ing em Blocking the shine on your growth Slow down sun, it's k**ing em {Franky Dono [Hook]} Trippin' Off into space Conscious in place Beyond my mistakes Beyond what you say Beyond what you feel Reason to feel like truth to the face Take a knife out a meal and we all can be safe Remember what you made You wasting sublime, you wasting my space I gravitate Insane {Deem[Verse3]} I'd rather snort a line of crystal and then s** a f**ing lemon Than run fro the couch to the kitchen, like them women in the 50s My bulge will be exposed as a roll of nickles Before I be anything like you n***as Before I ride with you I'd rather walk Or die pissing on the third rail, staring down the monorail Playing chicken Or go to an aneurysm baring down sh**ting Don't be such kitten cause these lions are relentless What you jelly?, get this b**h n***a a biscuit Shot a whiskey, wit a side of pride Isn't food for tough delicious Oh so theres a such a thing that exist as Watching rich kids on Tv and gettin rich now is it Take a wrist kid either that or slit your wrist to this sh** and I don't give a f** if you offended {be}Cause you can't hurt nobody from the crinnib {Deem [Outro]} You got too much time on your hands I spend all my time on my grind Plan it out with like all of my mans Cause everybody eats man You got too much time on your hands I spend all my time on my grind Plan this sh** out with all of my mans Cause everybody eats {skit}