Letra de 'Time To Chill' de Lloyd Banks

Yeah see this right here
It's so real i see everything clear

[verse 1:]
They probably cut from the same cloth
If he ain't soft
You know the name the boss
I'm high as a cocaine cost
So can't watch the pain off
See fate is the mothafucka brotha
You can't change yours
He won't show you the money get the chainsaw
And keep cuttin shit off til' he talk
I'm one of the bosses of new york
The voices of the people til' i walk
We all know life is bitch yet i thought
That it will get a little better from the hell i caught
I lost a few screw can't you tell i'm short
From shit to property and l i bought
Shoot dice like a sport and stunt like my time ticket
Pour out my liquor for my homicide victim
If my nigga ride i'm ride wit him
Blood, sweat, & tears fly out of my system
Live long that's the message right
But in the hood ova 21 you started your 2nd life
Life more than neck of ice
A full deck of price
But it damn sure looks nice (you look good)
I always had ethic of winner
I work til' it hurts then i murk on spinners
I'll gobble these rap niggas for dinner
Bring your girlfriend around me i'm goin' to hit her

[chorus:]
Time to chill and question what's real
Reality seems a drift
That's why i walk around like these
Now it's 2006 more cribs & more whips
If hate me get off my dick
Everybody got to box that's fists that's it

[verse 2:]
Easy deaths & hard times
It's tough to explain i figure i just rhyme
It's all fine and fuck up at the same time
I feel like they dealt card it ain't mine
Man fuck that somebody gotta a shuffle
I'm thristy sort of like the slave off the buckle
My attitude is i don't really care
Baltimore born but i'm good everywhere
My nigga had nothin' but dreams
But the block got him before he turned 13
Somebody lean every baby's first scream
I've called what i seen you know what i mean

[chorus]