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letra de due our tlme - justice system

[chorus]
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)

[verse 1]
day after day i awake in the am
think of ways to survive get my strength from hồ chí minh
it’s the same ol’ same ol’, the clock keeps tickin’
gotta few plans to get paid, but they never kickin’
d-mn another heartache, d-mn another heartbreak
so many people sleepin’ while i’m just steady creepin’
through the cracks and the holes, tryna’ get some juice
did a show or two, so that i could get loose
with the fam’ behind me, cold rock a party
cee plays the line, girls shake their body
i can see it, i can see it
praise so this will be it
hopin’, wishin’, thinkin’, so cheated
good as gold to where the fattin’ with platinum
anything is cool as long as i don’t pull the mag out my resor
and resort, to a style of life thats not mine
cause that’s as whack as thinkin’ i was divine
i stay back, yes, away from the ledge
i play my music and hope it never ends
just begin with a grin save that sin for the suckers
we are due our time, we some bad motherf-ckers say
[chorus]
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)

[verse 2]
catch the first stone, from the top of my building
sk!lled in phrase flippin’ to keep the lines filled in
weildin’ brain station of acupuncture aritual
bootleggin’, borrow and beggin’ becomes habitual
wake up call is from the sun risin’
adjustin’ my eyes and carress my queens thighs and-
give thanks to god in silent meditation
give thanks to pam and the zulu nation
for embracing, justice is hastin’
puttin’ us down because others were wastin’
my energy, tryna’ diss the poetry
but, petty jealousy never got the best of me
partner, i knew right from the start all-
weakness inside of you, played me for a path
on my potential, an acutal rhyme or two
let you call the shots for the whole d-mn crew
but at your surface, political worthing [?] makes you nervous
cause’ you know, and i know, you live without a purpose
so on her bits a crucifix for the crime
we are due our day, we are due our time
[chorus]
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)
more and more to the level of a black hole (time, time, time)

[outro]
(time, time, time)
(time, time, time)

- justice system

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