Time Is Tickin'

Representin' East Oakland man (fasho)
Doin' this for my comrade Rappin' Ron nigga
Rest yo soul baby
You know Bad Influenca's forever
1997, Doin' big thangs for my folks man
Big thangs, big thangs
Time is tickin' away too man so I gotta do it now

No I'm not speakin' to one
I speak to each and every individual
Trapped in these street rituals
Where the police be despicable
And get to know your plot and your plan
Tryin' to find rocks in your hand
See what you got cookin' lookin'
All up in yo' pot and yo' pan
But I only got one chance
To get that knot in my hand
Fuck a bitch, fuck romance
It ain't no stoppin' this man
On the rampage these damn days
Got me stuck like Band-Aids
How can a man raise his child
On what the fuck Uncle Sam pays
So I hustle tussle with the law
Throw knuckles to they jaw
Rest in peace Rappin' Ron
I gots to buffle for my dawg
Man all hands clap for this West Coast rap
While we smokin' on these sacks
Keepin' Oakland on the map

We play host to the best maxin' players
Strictly sacks and prayers
When it thickenin'
The plot, yup, it quickenin'
Such a sickenin' display in my mind
To my dismay, time is tickin' away
But forever and a day
I'll be findin' rhymes that's inclined to reach
That stretch from street to beach
To get some peace, yet some seek
The cripple way, I show 'em triple play
Hold on to your grip 'fore it slowly slip away
Prolong y'all trip so they can't gong y'all ish
Learnin' right from wrong
Writin' songs that's on hit
My voice expandable
Yup, it's choice words from my mandible
No cannibals, employ my voice, word understandable
If you had a chance to think you could dance through
What herb got no nerve, now you're shot to the curb
And I splurge on manuals that fill me with instruction
And my abduction will be comin' up on nothin'

Time is tickin' away
Time is tickin'
Many soldiers lying deep in the grave
Time is tickin' away
Time is tickin'
So before I go I gots to get paid

Time is tickin' away
And I see technology surpassin' humanity
And they demandin' me to stop all my violent insanity
But I plan to be a rich man
With diamond wrist bands, designer big plans
Watchin' my rhymin' expand
To a higher plateau
So I can't admire that ho
Gotta let them tired rats go
'Cause they all desire cash flow
But no, no, I ain't spoke code
I'm on a whole 'nother page
Creepin' when I load up the gauge
And it's deeper than the hole of a grave
So potna, throwed off your page of raps
I'll make the whole damn stage collapse
Strapped with major gats
To lay suckas and hatas flat
I sprayed the MAC on Jackson Heights
Made scratch off crack and dice
At night my criminal activities attract the vice
And niggas wanna get rid of me
With hopes of sendin' me to the afterlife
Hopin' that I can be broken
But I'm from Oakland and I ain't actin' right
Take heed to these raps I write
I flow with wisdom
Through the solar system
Tellin' all y'all soldiers listen

Behind the scenes to a revolution
I'm steadily shootin' lines that's cream
From a head that's losin' thirty degrees
And the other seventy they don't give us
Livin' unheavenly
Merky G's is what we work with
See a shady business
Classified as some threats to Sam
True if you let us start from bottom
Then it's best to stand
Illegal riches and bitches is just a testament
Shovel in my left hand
A rebel struggle lightin' brothers up like Jesse Tuggle
Fightin' to juggle, ha, my money and adversaries
I need to switch and get some gadgets from the library
Checkin' maggots and faggots
So why should I worry
They trapped under ice now ride the lightnin'
And hide, it's frightenin'
And be trapped in the night
When the tide tighten
Of African descent, smacked
Dead win is just a phobia
A reality, they don't know me
So they battle me
East Oakland, Cali G
The funk spread for Valley

Time is tickin' away
Time is tickin'
Many soldiers lying deep in the grave
Time is tickin' away
Time is tickin'
So before I go I gots to get paid