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Shaggy 2 Dope
It's About Time
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Hardcore Rap
It's About Time was released on February 21, 2006 by Psychopathic as a part of the album F.T.F.O
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AlbumF.T.F.O
Release DateFebruary 21, 2006
LabelPsychopathic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

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Joseph Utsler
Joseph Utsler
Rap
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Joseph Utsler
Joseph Utsler
Songwriter

Lyrics

Now stop all the bullshit questions and pressin'
It's about time I show what fucked up really is
No quizzes, no puzzles, no riddles, it's showtime
Ever had the thought of naked bloody bodies on your mind?
Me too, in fact, think I want one right now
It's about time I cocked back and shred this crowd, motherfucker
Murder walks hand to hand with mayhem
Killers love messy crime scenes, can you blame 'em?
It's fucks like you that makes fucks like me exist
It's about time you fear what happens with a flick of my wrist
It's a chop (chop), kapunk (punk), boom
Yeah, yeah, I know it's sick, but it's a living
(What are you gonna do?)
My eyeballs double as lasers and my aim's mad nice
It's about time these fags run and duck for they lives
'Cause time waits for no one and you laggin' behind
So hurry up, come on, grab my hand, sike!
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my killers? (Yeah), where my psychos? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (yeah)
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my stalkers? (Yeah), where my murderers? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (oh)
I like blades razor sharp and my reach real long
'Cause it's about time I split that ass just like a thong
When I was born, my mother swore I was a curse
And shunned by the church from the womb to the hearse
Beat, broken, battered, they called me a lost 'cause
It's about time these hos taste what I'm made of
Take a fat-ass sniff, bitch, yeah, that's death
Take it deep, but hold it long, it's about to be your last breath
Fuck your mama, call the priest, don't forget the undertaker
It's about time I sent your punk ass to meet your maker
Flatlines ain't new to me, neither is pulled plugs
Black out for weeks at a time due to prescription drugs
But don't worry, you'll be straight, Jesus saves
It's about time I get to diggin' these shallow graves
Time's runnin' out, the crack of dawn is comin'
Not before I leave, you Motherfuck
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my killers? (Yeah), where my psychos? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (yeah)
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my stalkers? (Yeah), where my murderers? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (oh)
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my killers? (Yeah), where my psychos? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (yeah)
It's 'bout time, you see how we do this (whoo!)
It's 'bout time, we chomp the shit out your bitch
Where my stalkers? (Yeah), where my murderers? (Yeah)
If you watch real close, about time your head floats (oh)
Written by: Joseph Utsler

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