PRAVERB THE WYSE - Time Is Ticking lyrics

rate me

You don't know how it is to be a foster child

You don't know how it is to be a lost old child

Crawled in the arms of Christ, it feels awesome now

So in the end, I know I did my bosses proud

I'm talking my mother, my pops, not running from cops

I was studying while other kids were learning to box

I wasn't in the spot, burning them rocks

I was on the court, busting your chops, I'm a baller

The hoop dreams faded, like is so jaded

On an A scale graded, time are frustrating

At times I want to give up, six feet to dig up

I'm fighting with my mind, man I can't give up

I got an older sister, who grew up to be Beyonce

A Little Brother, trying to be different like Phonte

I'm a little stubborn, didn't listen to what mom said

I made a lot of mistakes, but at least I'm not dead

Time is ticking the world is ending

But I gotta strive on and keep on living

Time is ticking the world is ending

But I gotta strive on and keep on living

What, keep, keep, keep on living

What keep, keep, keep on living

Time is ticking the world is ending

But I gotta strive on and keep on living

Every verse authentic, every line raw spittage

Enough to heal a small village

I made some real friends, I made some real foes

Similar to dominos wanting you to fall with them

In this game, you may fall victim

To the streets, or be confined by the beat

Kick, snare, rely on the melody

To avoid police, be void of the beef (huh)

When I speak, I speak on faith

You won't see this Rev. Run like Murder Mase

I can't hate, on a man's hustle

But I can relate to this man's struggle

Conversion tactic, watch your fans double

Leave em in the cold, watch your plans crumble

But me I'm mad humble, I took the safe route

So this rapping is a dream that I often play out