GRIMM - Time lyrics

rate me

Time

Keeps on

Tickin'

Passin' me by

Livin'

In the

Ghetto

Is how we survive

When we was fifteen

There was no fucking 'round with his team

Take the chance and be the one that come up missing

Sixteen

He made us move, went out in ten speed

Seventeen, eighteen, FED's been listening

Nineteen

It all went down without a hitch, cop

Said they got it for twenty, but it was more like fifty six

And this a bitch

Twenty one, still tickin'

Twelve months later, in the streets, a meal ticket

Still stickin' to the subject, if it's personal or's public

The blue is the owner, moves, badges

Loved it

Rides in the former, cash, coke and crack whores

Tips and plane trips, to slip through back doors

He jacked yours

And his or hers if it was necessary

Holdin' the safe to push in weight, something legendary

Guessin' that ain't we, mysteries, missing link

Hit it deep, sit and think, he didn't sleep, he didn't blink

Twenty three, dippin' ki's, flippin' three for fifty G's

At seventeen a piece, he'll make a move, the trigger squeezed

Nigga, please

It's bigger things, better days

Didn't squeeze the gat away, if he think, he's there to pray

He let it play, let it in, set a trend within

When he turned twenty four, lettin' in the pen

Said the plan was in

One to trust with your life

With your money, with your work, with your kids, with ya wife

Twenty five, on the run, but the laws ain't chasin'

Did the job, got it done, said the boss, said nathan

Meaning nothing with the bustin', but trust when I say he doesn't

They wasn't the one for cussin', unless it was always somethin'

But cousin, you know and I know, that can be anything

The prince of the city crime committee, they gon' see when they can

Ain't gon' be many thing, cools, clips, a outcast

To outlast, evidence ain't worried about that

Time

Keeps on

Tickin'

Passin' me by

The ghetto (Keeps on tickin'...)

Keeps on tickin' on (Tickin' on...)