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letra de lifetime - fuzion tony

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intro (skit):

deejay lxve and i dropping another classic for y’all. i just received some fan mail and will be unboxing. it looks like a vhs tape and i’ll just pop it in

hook:

past creeping on you, it’s not too far away

fast forward reruns, all on tape, it’s a cliché
only made it halfway to the state of disarray

not a toy, wind up gears grinding not to be played

lifetime climbing the ladder to number one

reminiscing when i wanted to be forever young

time flies when you’re told the skies the limit

father time i’ve haven’t been here in a minute

verse 1:

for better or worse, try to reverse

what is left unfinished, forward the verse

423 hertz, can’t let it diminish

or run its course, caught in a fork, of the crossroads

i can’t afford two cents of the plot holes
i’m in two deep, losing some sleep

slippery slope that’s way too steep

that’s how i got myself in this mess

trying to impress, for those who made me

in excess, some regrets with no guarantee

my mind would be wandering in yonder

lost at sea rolling stones that i see ponder

must be the kid in me that can’t get over

wishing i could hit reset and start over

now i’m trying to win over these owners

yes indeed, hope to own the factory deed

maybe my needs could be met, so i’ll interject

and set to come to an agreement for some sort of treatment

hook:

past creeping on you, it’s not too far away

fast forward reruns, all on tape, it’s a cliché

only made it halfway to the state of disarray

not a toy, wind up gears grinding not to be played

lifetime climbing the ladder to number one

reminiscing when i wanted to be forever young

time flies when you’re told the skies the limit

father time i’ve haven’t been here in a minute

verse 2:

legends never die so despite when they vacate

empty feeling lies ill-advised words fed
your intake

i could never sell my soul for some cheap plastic

mother nature gave me flows that are pyroclastic

running away from my past life, as executives do

funding arrays seeing through the light, how many experiments are new?

when you try to play god, you’re stuck at the complex

memories come and go, take it into context

textbook definition, claiming that i’m perfect

read between the lines, something beneath the surface

father stretch my hands, just to get past the gates

bothered when the plans are kept in their old ways

great things come to an end, might as well close the books

tapes and records stuck in a loop, i’m not off the hook

there’s no going back, if i were to vent

trapped in a burning bridge, no lament to find

out what’s unhinged

running in circles and jumping the hurdles, it’s getting pretty hectic

video journal are clouded eternal, view it as eccentric

all in the life as being the puppet attaching the
strings in the hands of a muppet

rerunning the screen, without kicking the bucket and checking my ego from being centric

picking your battles and watch it unravel

while facing the music the footwork that rattles

freestyles and writing the right of my arms

but i guess it’s for the greater good

brother, sister, child, and adult it’s all the same hood

- fuzion tony

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