Praverb the Wyse - Time Is Ticking lyrics

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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus]