Saukrates - Father Time lyrics

[Verse 1] Father Time ticks on to the early morning breaks of dawn I'm an emperor whose empire crushes the pawn I gave birth to a novel scene Stealing the cream, whoo blow out your smoke screen So, n***a freeze cause this MC in every degree Can have a punk spilling head cheese Saukrates a felon, in this rap game rebelling And rock stadiums like Van Halen Or Bruce Springsteen, what is war good for my n***a? Even when cash rules, you still lose my n***a Quoting the words of a shottie When who is becomes who was and who could have been Will never be somebody All I want's a green in my gene The Earth is mean so I plot mad f**ing schemes Wild for the night, f** being polite, my n***a You're drowning in sh** creek without a fight What, some old psych sh**, you wanna battle? Touch the mic and see how close you might get I'll bust your mental click and send you back to your dimension of wackness Dodge, block and end with a back flip So then the beat becomes shank Let the fat woman scream it ain't over 'til I finish my skank, n***a [Hook] If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out And if the clock keeps ticking, then n***a you will lose no doubt If the time runs out, then brother you will lose no doubt And if the clock keeps ticking, then n***a you will lose no doubt If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out And if the clock keeps ticking, then n***a you will lose no doubt [Verse 2] Make money money night and day Follow in the footsteps so you can float a Ac around the way Every day's a payday, crooks are living the life of kings In the ghetto, emeralds and fat diamond rings Stay alive and strive, let a n***a know that you're real And quit playing Leonard Part 5 Recognize my rhyme, a Valentines Day of deadly love Powerful like Daddy Time Keep checking your watch before I've tooken your home plate I'm Jackie Robinson, you better dodge Brooklyn My mack will never crack, so f** p**y bunting I got Mother Nature s**ing my dick down to nothing Ah, an a**et to the rhyming biz, my n***a Never ask me what time it is, I'll kick a quiz And go sphinx on your a** and ask you If a n***a falls in the ghetto, will they hara** you And as you sit and think a deadly venom starts to sink Through your f**ing skin and melts your link to Charmin Getting low on Tanqueray Flip the script on a A&R, stifle him as R&A Promising is comforting to the fool but works some of the time But word is bond, the smirk son Better be wiped by tomorrow night, finito Capisce? Or I'll have my way like Carlito [Hook]