Time Killah Priest (Ft. Savoy (R&B))

[Intro: sample]
I know how tough it is *gunshot*

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face stares cold
At the pastor, as he picks up the roll
He reads a chapter, his voice is like, grabbin' my soul
The scenes turn blacker and finally it fades out slow
The hear and after, a whole brand new screen show
I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm 18 years old
I'm on gates between Monroe, eight fiends and young hoes
Inflate dreams with gun blows, wake screams and blunt rose
Up, they lit it, some hit it, I'm drunk
So much, that I can't see straight
Another flash, I'm in a fancy place
A waiter walks over, hands me a plate, I trance into escape
But it's too late, I see my casket, my moms screamin' bastard
Y'all know who killed them, filled them with them lugers
The ruger, you goddamm hoodlums
But it's too late, I see the king in the New Jerusalem
I can touch the gates

[Chorus: Savoy]
Time keep on ticking
Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking
Got to keep our young brothers out of prison
Every day I breathe it feels like a mission, listen
Time keep on ticking
Stay focused, ain't no time for politicking
Got to keep our young brothers out of prison
Every day I breathe it feels like a mission, listen