[INTRO]

[Verse 1: Crucial]
Niggas said this is my (Time)
To do it all, from killing the game
To filling all of your brains, with some insane, derange shit the (Time)
Ain’t enough for you lames, speaking the same shit
Strangeness, the game is a thing if you waste, (Time)
You’ll never find the shine you looking for, the grind is looking raw
The “Hi” from the guy with the (Time)
To hold that sign on the corner
Lying out his ass and, trying to get get a dollar every (Time)
Just to make a living, but ain’t nobody flinching
All we’re doing is sitting in detention giving (Time)
Our undivided attention, a loss life’s expensive
Cost might replenish your all-sight but (Time)
Will cause light intentions, and frost-bite pretenders from off-night-expenses
Now you niggas doing (Time)
In a cell, hope all is well, but nothing comes easy in hell
So prevail nigga, and learn to use your (Time) wisely
I see, 9 people who revolve round me
In the chamber of a king using (Time)
As a gift, he’ll lift, every weight on his shoulder until he’s sick
Then you’ll learn, life is a bitch on that (Time) of the month
Any mother fucking coward’ll hide
Shed blood every mother fucking hour, the power