Time Passing Us By Lyrics - The Gift - Bizzy Bone

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

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 

Abandon 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 rhythm, 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 gun play, rocket launchers, grenades and AKs 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

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 [unverified] 

Yet all these niggas gang bang, 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 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

Babies born with AIDS 

And we pray for them boys they hoarding 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 squashed 

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' a muck 

They say that lesbians is sick 

But they just do wanna fuck 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed 

As time keep passin' us by in my community 

Wathcin' the children die 

Bitch made police, and the brutality 

Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 

And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed