August Greene - The Time lyrics
[August Greene - The Time lyrics]
Post-apocalyptic, the most hip-hop terrific
Young, gifted, and black
It's never monolithic
To be non-specific, some pontific
On some Z elliott, they wanna run with it
Overzealous zealots
My alias should to be rebellious
'Cause I deliver on some mail-y ish
The message is where the oppression is
It's single mothers, pressure
And aggressive kids
My rhymes'll be the Ritalin, let's get it
And America's divided
The dividend is the middlemen
We need to cut 'em, out
'cause can't nobody govern the route
Of my destiny, Ebony covers and lovers
I respect them like they all mothers and I'm
Ready and I don't want to wait
I know my glory's on the way
There's time in life where
There'll be tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
I know my glory's on the way
There's time in life where
There'll be tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
Opps and opulence, pops said confidence
Glocks and consciousness
Sounds of black optimists
Glasses clink, I get cheers like
A toast, I'm butter baby, come close
Spent years with Mos, Talib, Tariq, Jeru
And Kanye
Somewhere in my Top 5 is Nas, BIG, and Andre
Soundwaves of underground days
We found ways to surface
Bringing heaven where earth is
Verses become churches
Not for you to worship
But to find your purpose
Rhyme's a divine service
Soundtracks to life, the way we find Curtis
I play "The Makings of You" for
My daughter in the womb
Hope she still in tune
Time for concrete roses to bloom and I'm
Ready and I don't want to wait
I know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
I know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
Know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I'm not afraid know my glory's on the way
Tradeoffs i'm not afraid, not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
(not afraid, not afraid, not afraid)
Young, gifted, and black
It's never monolithic
To be non-specific, some pontific
On some Z elliott, they wanna run with it
Overzealous zealots
My alias should to be rebellious
'Cause I deliver on some mail-y ish
The message is where the oppression is
It's single mothers, pressure
And aggressive kids
My rhymes'll be the Ritalin, let's get it
And America's divided
The dividend is the middlemen
We need to cut 'em, out
'cause can't nobody govern the route
Of my destiny, Ebony covers and lovers
I respect them like they all mothers and I'm
Ready and I don't want to wait
I know my glory's on the way
There's time in life where
There'll be tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
I know my glory's on the way
There's time in life where
There'll be tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
Opps and opulence, pops said confidence
Glocks and consciousness
Sounds of black optimists
Glasses clink, I get cheers like
A toast, I'm butter baby, come close
Spent years with Mos, Talib, Tariq, Jeru
And Kanye
Somewhere in my Top 5 is Nas, BIG, and Andre
Soundwaves of underground days
We found ways to surface
Bringing heaven where earth is
Verses become churches
Not for you to worship
But to find your purpose
Rhyme's a divine service
Soundtracks to life, the way we find Curtis
I play "The Makings of You" for
My daughter in the womb
Hope she still in tune
Time for concrete roses to bloom and I'm
Ready and I don't want to wait
I know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
I know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I give thanks, I'm not afraid
Know my glory's on the way tradeoffs
I'm not afraid know my glory's on the way
Tradeoffs i'm not afraid, not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
(not afraid, not afraid, not afraid)