The Lost Angels: No time to waste
(Cypher) I love being in the hood chilling smoking and drinking/ but these last couple years of my life had no meaning/ sleep walking and talking zo stoped me from dreaming with a slap across the face he said what the fuck are you thinking/ you 19 its time you started bringing this cream in/ responsibility is coming nigga you can’t see it/ you gone end up in a spot you aint trying to be in/get focused quit fucking around you big ass kid//
(Skitzo) get focused and that’s exactly what he did/ pushed it all to the side for this AY shit/ planned a life on the mic designed extra tight/ the game bout to get fucked grab the KY quick//
(Cypher) I got time for the niggaz that I stay high wit/ but not for you boo gotta say bye bitch/ we getting money muthafukka yeah cyph and skitz/ time is money and I aint got a lot to spend//
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Fuck bitches get money/ fuck niggaz get money/(my nigga)// 4x
(skitzo) outkast ya hey yas/ I don’t want you speakin when that cash displayed i'm/ thinkin of getting money in the fastest way i'm/ wonderin why you ask where i'm at on ya map, like you new to the fact that my niggaz AY/ mafukka its AY/ ask young cyph if we destined to stay high/ he'll problably tell you that we're takin a space flight/ every single day just to get up out ya way right//
(cyph) damn right we aint tryin to slay guyz/ we angels my niggaz is tryun to save lives/ naw really/ if he in the wrong kill em/ bats beat em all silly/ arm and hammer start drillin, nigga//
(skitz) and ya'll feel me/ my niggaz is not milly vanilli/ we spittin the shit ourselves when that mak milli is spilling/ so fukk niggaz they talk to much/and fuck bitches they askin to borrow to much/ there aint enough//
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(skitz) mafukka this AY chop you up and mop you up like norman/ bates ya face disgrace ya wake and often/ I change may state but Cali is where the heart is/ don’t get it twisted bent or get it all mixed/
(cyph) fuck jacksons and grants we want franklins/ just like jadakiss we gon make it/ trust wit the aid of skits we gon make hit/ gardena rockin the west watch the quake hit/
(skitz) we could treat you like source cds and have you all mixed/ yall like hor's to me wit all this gossip/ goin in and outta ears it got me nautious/ zo halo and lanier you got em all sick/
(cyph) call down lanier zo quit complainin/ halo be good you know what ya name is/ they aint said shit quit bein an anus/ wait to they talk shit then we start bangin//
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