Tom: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Time is ticking away; time is
ticking away
Ab
Man, there's soldiers dying deep
Dm
G
Dm
in their graves
Time is ticking away; time is ticking away
Ab
Dm
So before I go I got to get paid
Verse 2
Dm
No, I'm not speaking to them
When I speak to each and
Dm
Trapped in these streets visuals where
the police be despicable
Ab
And get to know your plot and
your plan
Trying to find rocks in your hand
Dm
See what you got, and look in
All up in your pot and your pan
But I only got one chance
A
to get that knot in my hand
Dm
Fuck a bitch, fuck romancing,
it ain't no stopping us man
G
Ab
On a rampage, these damn days got
me stuck like bandages
Dm
How can a man raise his column
with the fuck Uncle Sam page?
So I hustle, tussle with the local
knuckles to their drawers
Rest in peace Rappin' Ron,
I gots to buckle for my thug man
Ab
All hands clap for this
Westcoast Rap
F
While we're smoking on these sacks
Dm
keeping Oakland on the map
Verse 3
We play whores to the best max
And players strictly saxing prayers
When they're ticking it, the plot,
yep, we're kicking it
Ab
Such a thickening dis playing in my mind
F
Dm
Til I dismay, time is ticking away
But forever and a day, I'll be fine
Rhymes that's incline to reach
Debt stretched from the streets to beach
To be some peace, yet, some seak
Ab
The cripple way I show them triple play
before it slowly slip away
Ab
Prolong your trip; so they
can gong your itch
Dm
Learning right from wrong,
writing songs that's on hit
F
Ab
My voice's expandable, yep,
A
it's choice words from my mandible
F
No cannibals,
Dm
enjoy my voice; words understandable
If you, have a chance to,
think you could dance to
What herb got no nerve, now,
Otis blurts on manuals that filled
me with destruction
Dm
And my abduction will be coming up
Interlude 1
on nothing
Dm
Ab
Dm
Ab
Dm
Verse 4
Dm
Time is ticking away and I see technology
surpassing humanity
It ain't demanding me to stop
for all my piling insanity
Ab
But I planned to be a rich man, with
Dm
watching my rhyming expand
to a higher plateau,
so I can admire bad whores
Gotta let them tire rascals,
cause they all desire cash- flow
Ab
But No- No I ain't exposed to for,
I'm on a whole another page
Am
F
Creeping when I load up the gauge
And it's deeper than
Dm
the whole of the grave
So partner, throw up your page,
wraps
As I make the whole damn
stage collapse
Strapped with major gats
to lay suckers and haters flat
I spray the mack,
Ab
on jacks and High- Space scratch of packing dice
F
Ab
At night, my criminal activity
And niggaz wanna get rid of me
With hopes that are sending
Dm
Hoping that I can be broken but I'm
from Oakland
And the nine acting right, take
Ab
heat to these raps I write
I flow with wisdom,
Dm
through the sol ar system
Telling all y'all soldiers listen
Verse 5
Dm
Behind the scenes to a revolution
I'm steadily shooting lines to screen
From the head that's loosing
Thirty degrees and the other
Ab
seventy day don't give us
F
Dm
Murky Jeans is what work with
Dm
But see a shady business classify
us some threats to sound
A
Dm
So if you better start from bottom,
then it's best to stand
Dm
Illegal riches and bitches
Ab
is just to test the man
Shuffle in my left hand,
Dm
Dm
Lighting brothers up Jessie Tuggle
Fighting to juggle,
Huhh. my money and adversaries
I need to switch to get some gadgets
Checking maggots and faggots,
so why should I worry
Fm
They trapped under bights,
now?? the lightening
Dm
An d hot as frightening
And be strapped in the night when
the time heightening
Up african descents,
Ab
It's just a formia of reality
They don't know me so they
battle me
Dm
East Oakland, Cali G- the- Funk straight
Ab
Dm
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for ballies
Dm
Ab
Dm
Dm
Dm
Ab
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