
Time And Space Us3
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Time and space, percussion and bass
Whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Time and space, percussion and bass
The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Life's a card game, tryin' to hold the ace
See you might get erased in this great paper chase
Time and space, percussion and bass
The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Life's a card game, tryin' to hold the ace
See you might get erased in this great paper chase
Open up your brain cavity, gravity pulls my direction
Got somethin' to say plus the trom like Dr. Bombay
You goin' my way 'cos life is just like a highway
Either with me or not 'cos SS blows the spot
Through the roof of your club or the back of your shack
Sinister V's on attack no matter what you pack
A different species of ill emcees them G's gotcha box on 10
In your mix tape blend
You can philosophize, see my plans' to make my fam rise
Put some bread on the table in a house that's stable
Ain't nothin' changed but dimes and quarters, you know the orders
I sting international style when I'm buck wild
Whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Time and space, percussion and bass
The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Life's a card game, tryin' to hold the ace
See you might get erased in this great paper chase
Time and space, percussion and bass
The whole world movin' at a blindin' pace
Life's a card game, tryin' to hold the ace
See you might get erased in this great paper chase
Open up your brain cavity, gravity pulls my direction
Got somethin' to say plus the trom like Dr. Bombay
You goin' my way 'cos life is just like a highway
Either with me or not 'cos SS blows the spot
Through the roof of your club or the back of your shack
Sinister V's on attack no matter what you pack
A different species of ill emcees them G's gotcha box on 10
In your mix tape blend
You can philosophize, see my plans' to make my fam rise
Put some bread on the table in a house that's stable
Ain't nothin' changed but dimes and quarters, you know the orders
I sting international style when I'm buck wild
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