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My Time Lyrics - What Goes Around - Statik Selektah

My TimeStatik Selektah 

 

(What time is it?) 

(Honestly my future looking promising) 

My time is now 

(What time is it?) 

(Honestly my future looking promising) 

(I am) Black (Who is it?) Dave 

 

Our culture, need to see it through them bifocals 

You could say they hold you, but they don't really know you 

Took my team with me, now we going bi-coastal 

Out in Paris fucking the baddest, you can't imagine 

When I'm rapping so smooth like silk, you so satin 

Getting fly every week like fuck fashion 

With one passion, that's to make it to the top 

That's until my heart stop, and the fucking beat drop 

You can only peep, but you can't tweak the technique 

I'm intelligent, yes, I am a New York City resident 

It's evident smoking on this weed like it's my medicine 

I'm telling her, ain't no catching 'em, my niggas wrecking shit 

Bomb shit, you could say my niggas Vietnam shit 

A lot of hot shit when I vomit, no conscience 

 

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My future looking so amazing 

History in the making 

My time is now 

(Honestly my future looking promising) 

They say life is what you make it 

Coming up from the basement (courtesy of NYC) 

My time is now 

(What time is it?) 

(Honestly my future looking promising) 

 

Watching CJ Electronica shock them all 

Been fly with so much in store, stay out of the shopping mall 

Me against the world, I'm grounded on my feet, my soul strong 

Versus what you rotate, that's weak 

And verses I wrote, eight this week 

Days passing by, Earth going 'round to me 

All I ask is where to ash this weed 

Then pass the tree to one like one, two, three 

Life is what you make it, get the batter and the bacon grease 

Look who made this like it was baked in crisp 

Bars like they locked me up and threw away the key 

Got such a rotten mouth I might offend the king 

All I talk about is life and my life ain't so sweet 

They left the game in rumbles and I came to sweep 

Laid the dude like latitude cause my lines atlas 

From the school of hard-knocks and I ain't enlist 

 

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I hope you get to see this light before the shadow conquer 

I hope sometimes you understand you gotta battle longer 

Cause if you feeling like you sinking, over think and wonder 

And believe you in it deeper, that's just shallow water 

I hope I get to see you graduate 

I hope your life can be as nice as what the families play 

On television, but we know they just elaborate 

All these life conditions, please forgive me 'fore I pass away 

So how we make it this far? How much longer do we fly? 

How many times can I fall until my legs don't wanna rise? 

Until my body straight collapse or my toes blister up? 

You was missing all the time, why would I envision trust? 

I be lying if I just deny that I imprisoned us 

I was lying both of that, but you were wilding in the cut 

Yo, I rip the Xannies down the spirals of my guts 

I was tripping thinking my survival leases up 

I'm prescripted, this is just a picture I was tryna sign 

My remission was quicker the times I swallow pride 

Yeah, so don't judge me, shit was ugly 

Not like you was thinking of me 

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