Lirik Lagu Time Passing Us By - Bizzy Bone
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(Chorus)x2As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitch made police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Take a look into the gun, look at what we've becomeDaddy don't love me, only come around the first of the monthMe and mommy still in the slumpWhy don't he love us?I can't even blame himCause ever since I cameWe been stuck in the same ghettoNow i'm carryin' heavy metal when times is toughI don't know about ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is roughAbandand buildings police searchin' all the childrenAin't no peace in the streets, at least not where i'm livin'Kneeling to God cause Satan never gave us a chanceEvil never had no rythm, man, the Devils can't danceGot three pairs of pantsBut I keep em all creasedWhether chicken or ham, we gon' use the same greaseEach second is a struggle, beg, borrow or hustleYeah, scufflin' money just try to stay out of troubleHell, rebel of rap music, put it on my mama!And if it's gonna be gunplay, rocket launchers, grenades, and AKs!
(Chorus)x2As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitchmade police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Why is the broad on my back like that?Don't ask me, i'm for passion, i'm smashin' on niggas, come blast me!All my people tellin' me I should sing moreYes!Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the clubFree Flesh!Creepin' on a come up, i'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, OhioDon't hate myself for science, and the ??Yet all these niggas gangbangSomebody should tell em the truthI'll sell em somethin' that'll get they heart to pumpin',and help the youth!Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody's playin' hardSatan's on a mission to get usI hope that nobody with us, and given us slave waysRuthless got us on fifty dollars a dayOne hundred and ninety thousand I guess platinum don't payCan I please get some mo' money?Somebody could buy my way cause shit the rent's dueGlad I got ghetto creditDon't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
(Chorus)x2As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitch made police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Babies born with AIDS, and with ???? they hording the vaccineBlack helicopter rain on em, I'm gainin' on emMaintain the main thang on em, shame on emBut another victim died of vain for em, slainTwo hundred and fifty crashed in the planeAnd the only thing that survived was the black boxThey frame the black copsSlang crack rockWannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' make the block hot, block hotThey wanna see me sasquashPull out my glock, cocked, and pop pop!Go to jail don't nobody send you mailHell, i'm ridin' til these wheels fall offOr they can take it to the chop shopShut up, i'm shinnin' on you bustas!What!?Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no!When you wanna double up, you keep fuckin' up!Your mind's gone, time's gone, everybody's runnin' amuckThey say that lesbians is sickBut they just do wanna fuck
(Chorus)x4As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitch made police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Take a look into the gun, look at what we've becomeDaddy don't love me, only come around the first of the monthMe and mommy still in the slumpWhy don't he love us?I can't even blame himCause ever since I cameWe been stuck in the same ghettoNow i'm carryin' heavy metal when times is toughI don't know about ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is roughAbandand buildings police searchin' all the childrenAin't no peace in the streets, at least not where i'm livin'Kneeling to God cause Satan never gave us a chanceEvil never had no rythm, man, the Devils can't danceGot three pairs of pantsBut I keep em all creasedWhether chicken or ham, we gon' use the same greaseEach second is a struggle, beg, borrow or hustleYeah, scufflin' money just try to stay out of troubleHell, rebel of rap music, put it on my mama!And if it's gonna be gunplay, rocket launchers, grenades, and AKs!
(Chorus)x2As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitchmade police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Why is the broad on my back like that?Don't ask me, i'm for passion, i'm smashin' on niggas, come blast me!All my people tellin' me I should sing moreYes!Roll up a dub, smoke bud in the clubFree Flesh!Creepin' on a come up, i'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, OhioDon't hate myself for science, and the ??Yet all these niggas gangbangSomebody should tell em the truthI'll sell em somethin' that'll get they heart to pumpin',and help the youth!Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody's playin' hardSatan's on a mission to get usI hope that nobody with us, and given us slave waysRuthless got us on fifty dollars a dayOne hundred and ninety thousand I guess platinum don't payCan I please get some mo' money?Somebody could buy my way cause shit the rent's dueGlad I got ghetto creditDon't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
(Chorus)x2As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitch made police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)Babies born with AIDS, and with ???? they hording the vaccineBlack helicopter rain on em, I'm gainin' on emMaintain the main thang on em, shame on emBut another victim died of vain for em, slainTwo hundred and fifty crashed in the planeAnd the only thing that survived was the black boxThey frame the black copsSlang crack rockWannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' make the block hot, block hotThey wanna see me sasquashPull out my glock, cocked, and pop pop!Go to jail don't nobody send you mailHell, i'm ridin' til these wheels fall offOr they can take it to the chop shopShut up, i'm shinnin' on you bustas!What!?Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no!When you wanna double up, you keep fuckin' up!Your mind's gone, time's gone, everybody's runnin' amuckThey say that lesbians is sickBut they just do wanna fuck
(Chorus)x4As time keep passin' us by in my communityWathcin' the children dieBitch made police, and the brutalityProzac and Ritalin, that aint what we needAnd wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
