Jimmy E.L.E - Time-Glitch lyrics

[Verse 1: Jimmy E.L.E] 1985…..In the beginning there was I, the most lyrical high supreme, rhyme dream fiend Stomping through the scene, puffing on some green, hid behind the lyes smoke screen Kicking back Kicking raps writing scraps hitting sacks running laps biting back reciting Titan Lightning raps, writing making light cats collapse, like dominoes, give me that damelos diamond Hoes roka waka flocka flows, oh let's do it! Yeah let's stop the show, go go gadget go we Reached 91 my brother came through on the drum, drumming out something fearsome you Should hear some Mike Mack of Olaf got melodies for your ear drum, we should steer them to The concert stage so they can say, did you hear them [Chorus Part 1: Papa Baby James] I'll go pound for pound you won't drag me down with the sound I'll go pound for pound you won't drag me down drag me down [Chorus Part 2: Melody Mike] Pain to love when love is what hurts, if you fall and crawl to be heard, I will show you how to Coerce those who preach to teach what you've learned X2 [Verse 2: Jimmy E.L.E] I-Pod always on full blast in high school, couldn't believe this fool pa**ed to write tunes, I was Quite odd, but had mad friends, a few night jobs making light ends, but now I strike them just Like lightning, it took a little bit of time but now I'm writing, A little bit of rhyme to make the Freaking mic spin, you never know what you might win, if you follow your heart and let go of All license, flow supernatural hard like you might bend time with a slight grin, I can teach Big Ben to keep time within the rhyme I send, and lend people a piece of my mind, the end was not 1999, but who really knows the time, I mean who really knows TIME?! [Chorus Part 1: Papa Baby James] I'll go pound for pound you won't drag me down with the sound I'll go pound for pound you won't drag me down drag me down [Chorus Part 2: Melody Mike] Pain to love when love is what hurts, if you fall and crawl to be heard, I will show you how to Coerce those who preach to teach what you've learned X2 [Verse 3: Jimmy E.L.E] Tick Tock Tick Tock, time and time and time again I sought the perfect rhyme we're born to live Then once lives borne our destiny's to die, cause time waits for no man, we get no pa** if we Sink in its sand, sink in its sand, sink in its sand Better watch the hour gla** cause every hour pa** blustering fast suffering succotash, why is Every second we spend it clutching at cash, chasing the material things that don't even last Well I'mma have a blast with it and blast critics every last minute I'll use to rip a rappers a** With it, I'll have a dance in it, and show I'm pa**ionate and make the next man wanna kiss my Ass with it, all from my bad lyrics, in which I wrote and then I spoke until I had visions, see I'm Not half driven, I go beyond being just half finished beyond the songs four minute 25 second Rhythms, I thrill em then I instill em with lyrical penicillin, till spirituals spill through ceilings like Poltergeist stealing children, when I'm holding the mic there is no deeper feeling, it's sort of like I'm the keeper of time and its revealings