Artisin - My Time 2 Shine lyrics

[Hook: Termanology] Hey yo it's my time My time to shine I'm coming for the crown, my enemies and the lime I'ma lay 'em down Cut the gra** to snakes glow I'm coming for the the cream, cash, the peso [Verse 1: Termanology I came in this game in 2K6 With two great bricks and laces, Lupe sh** Bumrushed a couple shows with the hungriest spics Might empty out your pockets for money for kicks I'm on some new sh**, making beats and performing live No more slinging 8-balls for some Jordan 5s Family ties kept me on the local route 'Cause a dad's something my kids couldn't go without I used to be wild and violent without a care To stage diving on an island with DJ Premier See how life turns around when you put it down Reading the bible I realize I'm a leader now My drug habit's getting worse when I feed it now I started with a pint, I'm drinking a liter now No more beefing now, I'm focused on these accounts 'Cause life's all about reminiscing, Aaliyah now [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Fame] I came in the game young, no magnum Bust off on a track called [?] Opposite of Lil' Bow Wow drain I rock knuckle rings and things I never rocked a Mickey Mouse chain I fly more high than why I can't land in my zone And I put that on my family stone Never planned to be the heir to my family throne But that's the name that you inherit when your family gone I love gear bikes with loud pipes Nothing less than a thousand TCs On [?] the CBs, we [?] DTs, burn the block up Boy yell, let the clutch go, the front pop up I'm from New York, Bloomberg can't stop us I ain't your role model shorty don't watch us I'm a general, ya'll better salute the kid Time to show you who the future is motherf**er [Hook] [Verse 3: Termanology] I said ill quotes for federal notes 'Cause writing rap music is better than peddling coke Better salute me when you see me, I'm one of the GOATs See the Louis Lamborghini, the leather is gross I done ran through the baddest ones Hands full of kerosene Now I'm all about peace, Louis Farrakhan My cousin Lou still hit me with the ratchet Ended up in Japan sipping Louis with static I'm a B-O-S-S, my SS Fits four in the back, two if you're fat I got a cousin that's a criminal, uncle that's a preacher Show him the same love when I see him every Easter We all going to heaven, if not you know it Me I walk through hell and sh**'ll start snowing I'm a general, ya'll better salute the kid Time to show you who the future is [Hook]