Time (Remix)

[Killah Priest] My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face stares cold At the pastor, as he picks up the roll He reads a chapter, his voice is like grabbin' my soul The seeds to the blacker, finally'll fade out slow From here and after, a whole brand new screen show I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm 18 years old I'm on gates between one road, 8 seas and young hoes Inflate dreams wit gun blows, weight screen wit blunt rolls Up, they lit it, some hit it, I'm drunk So much, that I can't see straight Another flash, I'm in a fancy place, a waiter walks sober Hands me a plate, I transit to escape But it's too late, I see my casket, my mom's screamin' "bastard" Ya know who killed them feel dumb wit the lugers Rugers, you God damn hoodlums, but it's too late I see the King and the New Jerusalem, I could touch the gates [Chorus: Savoy] Time keeps on tickin', stay focused, ain't no time for politickin Time keeps on tickin', stay focused, gotta keep our your brothers outta prison Time keeps on tickin', stay hopin', ain't no time for politickin Gotta keep our your brothers outta prison Everyday, I feel this life is like addiction [Dreddy Kruger] I move at the speed of a sneeze Wit water in my knees, you gets hit in the head by the breeze From debris, there's too many "I's" and not enough "We's" There's too many fake rappers and not enough M.C.'s All ya do is talk about keys and V and G's Nigga please, Killa Beez quote degrees We from the U.S. to overseas, this is just a tease I flow on this track wit ease, wit no cheese It's real, now you know how the fuck I feel And still, the nicest niggas don't got a deal [Chorus]