Z-Ro - Time Lyrics
[Verse 1]Uhhh thank the Lord for my fans 'cause they love Z-RoI get mail but ain't no letters from nobody I knowit's like I've been forgotton-every since I got locked downbut when my feet hit the ground, that's when phony homies come back aroundI'm talkin fair weather friendsthat kick it with you when the sun shines on you, but when the fair weather endsIt's over....nobody screamin free Z-Ro like Bun B was screamin' Free Pimp Caccept Flipperachi and Pimp Cbut I'm still livin' and still pimpin' my penI swear I'm surrounded by women-most offenders ain't menthey gossip like they sittin in the beauty shopcan't own nothin-too busy criticizin what the next man gotand all I hear is I ain't gon' sack no groceries or work at fast foodI would sweep the floor at MacDonalds if I had to***** ridin' homie I'm tryna raise my daughterhopin' I make parole so I can work on bein' a fatherAnother birthday came and went-still wearin' whiteI try to sleep all day long, so I can ride all nightno visits or rec-the only time I get to leave my cell is at chow times and showersminutes feel as if there hoursI read books, tryna put some fat on my headdreamin' about when I get back on my breadSo many people want me to fall-I know they'd love to see me on lockbut in a minute-I'll be back on top-in due time......[Chorus]Time waits for no onelast year was a hard one but life goes onI bump my head against the wall, learnin' right from wrongI fall off every ten minutes on this mission I'm onTime waits for no onelast year was a hard one but life goes onI never said I was perfect, man I come from the blockif it wasn't for time, I'd be stuck in the same spot[Verse 2]I can breathe again-pass my a blunt that's fatplus my strap, so I can face my enemies againJuly 9th, ain't no more conversary-catch me at Pappadeuxtime to get tappered by free world clippers and choppa clothesplus I gotta leave some people alonethat could determine if I go back to prison or stay at homebottom line-you ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' timeIt ain't like it's hard to tell-I've reentered the gameain't nothin changed-accept the yearwhen I left people dyin' and death is still hereas if we fear nothin' man enough to kill somethinbut too coward to come together and build somethinviolent crimes, the caskets are smaller in sizehow the hell a ten year old get shot-eleven timesprison ain't changed me, I'm the same nigganot a trouble maker but ya'll know I'll never hesitate to pull-a-triggerthey say my ghetto instrumental is influential to blackI just confess how far I go, not to get put on my backI never made a man kill a maneven if he was bumpin' my song at the time-murder is an original planI understand it's a time to be born and a time to dietime to laugh and a time to cryA time to look for somethin' and a time to consider it lostTime for sadiness and a time for joya time to build and a time to destroya time for war and peacea time for silence and a time to speakAnd I think it's time we come together on these streetsfill up churches Sunday mornin' like clubs-Saturday nightand have a good worship service-just like we have a good fight'cause when the trumphet blows it's over, time is at it's endif you don't wanna burn, forever repent for all of you're sinsand homie I don't give a *****, if you blood or cuzget you're relationship right with the one above'cause it's almost time.....[Chorus]Time waits for no onelast year was a hard one but life goes onI bump my head against the wall, learnin' right from wrongI fall off every ten minutes on this mission I'm onTime waits for no onelast year was a hard one but life goes onI never said I was perfect, man I come from the blockif it wasn't for time, I'd be stuck in the same spot
