Bizzy Bone - Time Passing Us By lyrics

As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

Take a look into the gun
Look at what we've become
Daddy don't love me
Only come around the first of the month
Me and mommy still in the slump
Why don't he love us? I can't even blame him
Cause ever since I came
We been stuck in the same ghetto
Now i'm carryin' heavy metal
When times is tough
I don't know about ya neighborhood, but baby
Mines is rough
Abandand buildings police searchin'
All the children
Ain't no peace in the streets
At least not where i'm livin'
Kneeling to God cause Satan never
Gave us a chance
Evil never had no rythm, man
The Devils can't dance
Got three pairs of pants
But, I keep em all creased
Whether chicken or ham
We gon' use the same grease
Each second is a struggle, beg
Borrow or hustle
Yeah, scufflin' money just try to
Stay out of trouble
Hell, rebel of rap music, put it on my mama!
And if it's gonna be
Gunplay, rocket launchers, grenades
And AKs!

As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitchmade police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

Why is the broad on my back like that?
Don't ask me, i'm for passion
I'm smashin' on niggas, come blast me!
All my people tellin' me I should sing more
Yes! Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the club
Free Flesh! Creepin' on a come up, i'm
From Cleveland, and Columbus, ohio
Don't hate myself for science, and the?
Yet all these niggas gangbang
Somebody should tell em the truth
I'll sell em somethin' that'll get
They heart to pumpin' and help the youth!
Hangin' in the graveyard
Everybody's playin' hard
Satan's on a mission to get us
I hope that nobody with us
And given us slave ways
Ruthless got us on fifty dollars a day
One hundred and ninety thousand I
Guess platinum don't pay
Can I please, get some mo' money?
Somebody could buy my way cause
Shit the rent's due glad I got ghetto credit
Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you
Pimp you

As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

Babies born with AIDS
And we pray for them boys
They hoarding the vaccine
Black helicopter rain on em
I'm gainin' on em
Maintain the main thang on em, shame on em
But another victim died of vain for em, slain
Two hundred and fifty crashed in the plane
And the only thing that survived
Was the black box they frame the black cops
Slang crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon'
Make the block hot, block hot
They wanna see me sasquash
Pull out my Glock, cocked, and pop pop!
Go to jail don't nobody send you mail
Hell, i'm ridin' til these wheels fall off
Or they can take it to the chop shop
Shut up, i'm shinnin' on you bustas! What!?
Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no!
When you wanna double up
You keep fuckin' up!
Your mind's gone, time's gone
Everybody's runnin' amuck
They say that lesbians is sick
But they just do wanna fuck
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed