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[Sample from the motion picture Funny People]: "So just enjoy this. Enjoy...time. Time slips away, I promise you." [Hook]: "Time...slips away" [Copywrite talking]: Special dedication. This Mhz shit man. Ayo rest in peace to my brother Camu Tao. Tero Smith. Your memory will forever live on. As long as we're here. Shouts to the Smith family [Verse One] [Copywrite]: I'm not gettin' any younger, every summer pass Get a little dumber, every blunt I ash, lit it for my brother Anything I did smart, I did it for my mother We'd argue when I was younger, had to quit it cause I loved her And my dad? Shit, we all know how I feel about him Taught me everything, both fake and real about friends Me? I'm on some Steve Miller shit That's why Pete's filler shit is heat killer shit Only speak real as shit In '98 we World Premiered, persevered, 12 hurtful years Tero Smith, wish by the world you're here Some shit I did in life I'd like to correct Fuck it, when it's time to reflect I want no time to regret One time I had a dream, a time I fell asleep, I was time traveling I've got issues Time magazine If time had a string, try to hold on to prolong What's destined say "so long" ? [Hook]: "Time...slips away" [Copywrite talking]: Ayo Mhz, all day. Fo' life. That's my clique. Here's basically how it went down. Real quick. Quick bio alright. How I remember it [Verse Two] [Copywrite]: I knew Jakki first That's with whom I rhymed first His church was my church My mom was his mom and vice verse Met Camu second in high school we drew sketches Walk up out school exits, talk about new records Met Tage, technically in the tenth grade My brother before movin' away from ma gettin' rent paid Met RJ one night when our DJ stood us up Who knew a few years after that he'd be good as fuck? A crew that you couldn't touch Always thought my compadres wouldn't budge [Tage Pronto/Tage Future]: Date with Destiny but Beyonce stood us up Truthfully, nobody in the city as good as us Google us under 2 Scrupulous, prolly pull us up The realest stay around I'd rather push a hooptie that has a Ferrari engine then the other way around Submission of an author Fixin' for a slaughter so I'm spittin' much harder Sprintin' underwater tryin' to chase Father... [Hook]: "Time...slips away" [Tage Pronto/Tage Future talking]: Syllable sigh, hello. Never stops. Few dues been paid. They talk about delayed gratification. Delay us for an hour. Let me tell you what it is [Verse Three] [Tage Pronto/Tage Future]: In the A.M. I'm tryin' to teach how to multiply In the P.M. I'm on the beach tryin' to qualify Correspondin' with the heat Ultravi Can't F.U.X. with me Pete or Jakki Recession hit harder than Algebra 3 Shit, almost clockin' the same duckets without a degree But now I'm bum rushin' every axis denied I decide to ? Momma tryin' to retire cause she tired Put the fish back up in the pan, I'm finna re-fry Hertz first 12 inch, I was on the C-side Fumed then I bloomed, you in tuned to the Future Got my own money like Zamunda Rumors Growin' like tumors malignant Flow ignorant Surpassin' what you imagine, it's no figment Vixen used to be blind, now she's throwin' her behind Entertain it once and then I'm throwin' her the peace sign I ain't got "Time" We ain't got [Hook]: "Time...slips away" [Outro] [Sample from the motion picture Coming To America]: "And when I say the boy has his own money, I mean THE BOY HAS HIS OWN MONEY."
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