TRG we making that cream People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems You can rock on till the break of dawn But one by one your ass is gone
I got trapped in the rap game at sixteen and saw it's no more than a crap game, know what I mean? Like when you feel you shake em right they fake roll snake eyes in this industry that's how quick niggaz die Through my eyes it's like Russian Roulette Never do you know when you about to get wet So you should stay set so you don't fall and go under Have people saying I wonder what happened to him or her it's sad when you begin to think you can't be gone but you can be gone in the blink of an eye, don't ask why cause you try Somebody came along that was twice as fly I remember when I hit the scene it was the second phase Rope chains two finger rings, those were the days Latin Quarters my Puma suit was cool Now let me be caught in that and I'll be damned a fool Ya gotta change with the times like the weather MC's that alsts is the MC's that's clever You can't move too slow cause when it's to time to go You see it's to time to go
repeat Hook 2X (1. But one day brother your ass is gone) (2. But one day sister your ass is gone)
Come back after come back, nigga came back more wack than the wackest wax on the rack What's up with that, new jacks are coming through taking no slack They hungry and they looking for a spot to cop a squat, you better watch the clock It can be awfully embarassing to not know when to let go of the rhyme, it's about half past the monkey ass You should have been gone but you still trying to hang on What happens when you chilling at the label on the 10th floor Nobody knows your name anymore, aren't you...? Wait and let me think, just as quick as you get large you can quickly shrink And sink into the crates and collect dust Don't be mad cause it happens to the best of us
repeat Hook 2X
To and fro they come and go You better change your flow and then switch up your show I mean come with the booming ass hits Then they gone buy then they don't leave with shit You better tell an exec you need to be set So when it's over you ain't living our your Land Rover When your rap life dies And you still alive nigga, you better know how to survive It ain't easy and it ain't supposed to be Letting niggaz know what time it is when it comes to me the L-Y-T-E Stronger than the ox the octane that knocks in your brain I sustain My mission is to maintain sane, know what I mean? Keep doing my thang, you can't move too slow Cause when it's your time to go, gotta go
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