Time

My life flashes, I'm eight years old

My face stares cold at the pastor as he pace up the road

He reads a chapter, his voice is like grabbing my soul

The scenes turn blacker, and finally it fades out slow

The here and after, a whole brand new screen show

I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm eighteen years old

I'm on Gates between Monroe, eight fiends and young hoes

Deflate dreams with gun blows, wake screams and blood rolls

Up, they lit it, some hit it, I'm drunk

So much that I can't see straight

Another flash, I'm in a fancy place

A waiter walks over, hands me a plate

I transit to escape, but it's too late

I see my casket, my moms screaming, "Bastard

Y'all know who killed him, filled him with the blue guns

Rugers, you god damn hoodlums"

But it's too late, I see the king in the new Jerusalem

I can touch it, dig it

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen

Was this my fate to be judged in this place?

Angels watching me, I step up to plead my case

I see his face in black space, okay, let me back-trace

Something went wrong between that gat in my waist

Something went wrong between the slow reaction

When they were clapping my way, is this the judgment?

The place where every thug has been

After hearing gunfire and slugs go in?

Are you the chosen or the one known as the omen?

The gates are open, I wanna know where I'm going

Is this the place I was destined to come?

I slept in the slums next to a bum

Saw death, pestilence and guns

I was born cold, naked and young, mouth open

Rain splashing off the cardboard, wetting my tongue

We prayed for the shepherd to come

I was called a monster, I was a youngster

Crawled out the dumpster, toes were bloody

Clothes were muddy, eyes were cruddy

Peeped to the skies above me, cried, "I'm ugly"

Found out this life don't love me

Despised by the country, paralyzed in my one knee

Talk to the most high, please hug me, it's real, real

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen

No, no, no, no, no, no

Priesthood, Savoy Murda

G13, what's popping?

No, no, no, oh

It's real, it's real

It's real, it's real

It's real, it's real

It's real

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen

Time keep on ticking

Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking

Gotta keep our young brothers out of prison

Every day I breathe, it feels like a mission, listen