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Time Go (feat. Bizzle & Eric C) [Explicit]
Sevin
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Yeah for real
If it ain't mobbin it ain't moving baby
Huh, what are you doing with yourself
Yeah
I woke up from a vision of a lonely spark
It was placed within the prison that is only dark
And these voices from the Lord telling me go to war
Yeah you got me feeling like I'm Joan of Arc
And if you ain't with the business homie don't embark
We walk by faith here you all gone need more than heart
I give honor to the modern day martyrs
For the gospel they are yelling when they get they melon torn apart
Yeah they said they selling death to little kids
I don't feel it Biz when they saying that it's only art
And He put me here to minister to Nineveh
I'm in it bruh, belly of the whale I'm playing Jonah's part
No conflict resolution on a battle field
Nah avenger of the faith I got a warrior's heart
And if SHIELD got my back plus I keep that iron man
Then that's the Zion Tony Stark
Yeah we gone ride until the wheels pop
And I'mma roll until the rim crack
Time waits for no one so I don't waste time
Nah on my grind homie I been that
Yeah I get it in till there's none left
If you ain't with the business homie stay clear
Every one of my HOGs is from the heartland
So get down and get drowned in cape fear
Bizzle
Ready for the war dog
Never bow to the pope or the whore dog
Mind clear so the line clear when the Lord call
Post up on the block like a pick
Where they hit you with a tech if you run up on a court brawl
They lock us in a cage like we animals
So we run up in the cage with the antidote
Trying to dodge bull like a Matador
I hear they're hatin' on a squad but
They don't even matter though
Cuz they ain't out here with the have nots
They don't have the doors with the padlocks
Trying to tell us how to do what they don't do
I guess everybody bold on they laptop
Whole team winning this year
Make that known the beginning this year
Rap game don't know how to deal with this here
But everybody living gone feel it this year
Real talk
Yeah we gone ride until the wheels pop
And I'mma roll until the rim crack
Time waits for no one so I don't waste time
Nah on my grind homie I been that
Yeah I get it in till there's none left
If you ain't with the business homie stay clear
Every one of my HOGs is from the heartland
So get down and get drowned in cape fear
I don't really get it homie
Tell me what you waiting for
The father in heaven had already called you a couple of times
Why you ain't answer, you break your phone?
Posted up in front of the window looking at everybody
Up on the block but afraid to go
You wouldn't even know what ya finna do
With the gift that He's given You spitta but
You ain't afraid to flow
Listen tell me what You hesitating for
Look at everybody be sleeping up in the freezing cold
Uh, knowing that you got a couple of jackets
Hidden up in the closet
Boy you ain't finna take em' those?
You better be lookin at what you're doin'
If you finally get dirty
You'll wonder when the Father gotta do
To finally do what He wanna do with you
What He gotta take away for you to finally
Get up and make a way to go
Why you wasting time
Knowing you're living
Know what I'm looking at homie I hope you see the signs
We both looking up at the same moon
Watching it turn the color blood red
Living in the hands of time
Look at every one of them earthquakes
Up in the worst places people are being left to die
You better be listening to the rumors of war
Looming over they dead body while the beggars crying
Climate change you better look at what the violence brang
You finna be able to hide your chain
Cuz all of our warriors like terrorists we finna get perilous
And you better get ready cuz it's about time to bang
Sand is living up in the hourglass homie
You remember you're the one that said it loud and clear
Christ coming back soon tell me what you finna do
I'm getting sick of spitting this rhyme in front of the mirror
And Christ's almost here, you better mob already
Yeah
Tell me where's the time go
If Jesus ain't the reason that you cry for
Don't waste away your life chasing fine gold
I pray that He will take away your blindfold
Tell me where's the time go
If Jesus ain't the reason that you cry for
Don't waste away your life chasing fine gold
I pray that He will take away your blindfold