CS - Timing lyrics

[Verse 1: Breeze Embalm] See I'm just regular n***a Living loving laughing life Keeping my head above water Finding ways to float in strife That clock it keeps on ticking Tic tic tic tic tic I'm just a leaf on a river Fresh off a branch I figure Float on we float on I float I'm a modest mouse at best And at worst I'm a pompous roach Coach give me some more minutes Let me prove my worth up in it Don't waste my time boy Don't waste my time hoy Imma make my mark just watch me Imma do it fast just clock me Really any moment I'm a time bomb made by Lockheed Ladi and dilly dally Don't waste mines Don't get me angry These baselines They make me happy These fast times That base is zappy Lets get it cracking Life is short but the days are long Our only loss is hours lost Ping pong this back an forth There's been many a moon And suns to sport Single mother raise this sport And Father Time ain't pain his bills So my songs are cla**ics for real [Chorus: Breeze Embalm] Oooooo, I think it's time you know I think it's time you know Imma take my time take my time with that Imma take my time take my time with that X2 [Verse 2: Breeze Embalm] The sands of time Between my toes Take the deepest breath Feeling old If you see before I spit that cold Like B. leroy, I got the glow Like the sun or moon around the globe On which we measure time I spend mine behind these bars But I ain't do no crime Take a splash, in the fountain of youth Player I am a truth sayer k** mercifully like euthanasia Or do yourself like the youth in Asia I am it, that's tinker tailor We rather be a beggar man Than be an Indian chief I clock into work Hustling for that minimum They say you just a n***a son But you my n***a too Everything changes in time I a**ume definitions too So if my words offend my n***as Just give it a minute or two Time is money, Money is power Power gained in knowledge I got none in college So that was a waste of time Wish I had the sight of hind But feeling stress is a no no Middle finger up to Chronos The day has come to leave this town Riding shotgun with Emmet Brown [Chorus: Breeze Embalm] Oooooo, I think it's time you know I think it's time you know Imma take my time take my time with that Imma take my time take my time with that X2