Killing Time Songtext / Lyric

Grew up on that Rap-A-Lot

Grew up on that Native Tongues

Beats be like I trap a lot

Rhyme like all I say is signed

That's DC though, we made them one

That's 95, north and south

In the middle of the drive where I reside

Is what I'm talking about, lets take a ride

It's where I learned to rhyme, niggas learned to aim

And we target minds and we target brains

And we grip the chrome, be a microphone

Or that other thing man it's all the same

A lot of rappers came, a lot of rappers left

But the possessions stayed and when into thefts

No referees and that call was made

On that ballin' played and we intercept

And I handed train tickets to my niggas in the club

Cause I don't sip nothing unless it's coming in mug

No I ain't without advice, always doing what you like

Got a price to quite like any other drug

No I didn't go to Howard and I never wished I had

And I wasn't in the ave and I wasn't in a class

But I was in a lab turning music into math

In a dorm room too and I ain't never have a pass

Where 16th and Euclid meet

High fructose, she super sweet

Hit Ten-Town, Maggiano's

Then Georgetown for the movie seat

There's new school and old too

Eating organic with a gold tooth

Getting ignorant like no school

Or the world I was exposed too, cause



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PG rate me, DC made me

NY paid me, all around the globe

My crew crazy, do it on a daily

Watch that hustle, y'all already know

I be on the grind like I'm running out if time

But I'm doing what I love so the clock move slow

Murder isn't a crime when you just killing time

Go



Woke up out in Moscow

Fell asleep in Reykjavík

Wrote this verse right on the plane

Tell your man to send the check

Drive me to my hotel

Make this beat along the way

Then put that in your dropbox

My nigga why you take so long to pay

Wrote a song at sound check

Interview before the stage

That's two countries, beats and rhymes

One show, normal day

What you call a hustle I call rest time

And your deadline pushed and I need less time

I'm a man of the stars

Relativity is law

And me and Einstein learned how to stretch time

Science only answers how

Religion only answers why

The two combined is the true design

So respect to God cause he drew the lines

I'm chasing paper, I'm chasing paper

The world is C.R.E.A.M. and I'm going green

Ultraviolet hit my eyelids

Lime light tanning on the scene

My skin is bronze like Jesus feet

My hair is wool, my fleece is sheep

My Skully off

My album out

And I'm ahead releasing heat

Like all the time in the world I've got

No clock to watch, no need to speed

I don't ask for; I take my time

And I want more than I could ever need, cause



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