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Viewing Lyrics for Time Passing Us By:
| | | Artist: | Bizzy Bone |
| | Album: | The Gift | | Track: | Time Passing Us By | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 26 | | | | Lyrics: | (chorus)x2
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch
made police, and the brutality
Prozac and ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why
our children keep smokin' weed
(bizzy)
Take a look into the gun, look at what we've
become
Daddy don't love me, only come around the first of the month
Me and mommy still in
the slump
Why don't he love us?
I can't even blame him
Cause ever since i came
We been stuck in the same ghetto
Now i'm carryin' heavy metal when times is tough
I don't
know about ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is rough
Abandand buildings police searchin' all
the children
Ain't no peace in the streets, at least not where i'm livin'
Kneeling to god
cause satan never gave us a chance
Evil never had no rythm, man, the devils can't dance
Got three pairs of pants
But i keep em all creased
Whether chicken or ham, we gon' use the
same grease
Each second is a struggle, beg, borrow or hustle
Yeah, scufflin' money just
try to stay out of trouble
Hell, rebel of rap music, put it on my mama!
And if it's gonna
be gunplay, rocket launchers, grenades, and aks!
(chorus)x2
As time keep passin' us
by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitchmade police, and the brutality
Prozac and ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(bizzy)
Why is the broad on my back like that?
Don't ask me, i'm for passion, i'm
smashin' on niggas, come blast me!
All my people tellin' me i should sing more
Yes!
Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the club
Free flesh!
Creepin' on a come up, i'm from
cleveland, and columbus, ohio
Don't hate myself for science, and the ??
Yet all these
niggas gangbang
Somebody should tell em the truth
I'll sell em somethin' that'll get they
heart to pumpin',
And help the youth!
Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody's playin'
hard
Satan's on a mission to get us
I hope that nobody with us, and given us slave
ways
Ruthless got us on fifty dollars a day
One hundred and ninety thousand i guess
platinum don't pay
Can i please get some mo' money?
Somebody could buy my way cause shit
the rent's due
Glad i got ghetto credit
Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp
you
(chorus)x2
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children
die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and ritalin, that aint what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(bizzy)
Babies born with aids, and
with ???? they hording the vaccine
Black helicopter rain on em, i'm gainin' on em
Maintain
the main thang on em, shame on em
But another victim died of vain for em, slain
Two
hundred and fifty crashed in the plane
And the only thing that survived was the black box
They frame the black cops
Slang crack rock
Wannabe hot boyz, so he gon' make the block
hot, block hot
They wanna see me sasquash
Pull out my glock, cocked, and pop pop!
Go
to jail don't nobody send you mail
Hell, i'm ridin' til these wheels fall off
Or they can
take it to the chop shop
Shut up, i'm shinnin' on you bustas!
What!?
Ready to hustle
get your struggle on, no!
When you wanna double up, you keep fuckin' up!
Your mind's gone,
time's gone, everybody's runnin' amuck
They say that lesbians is sick
But they just do
wanna fuck
(chorus)x4
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the
children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and ritalin, that aint what we
need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed | | | |
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