Lloyd Banks - Time To Chill [Off MMITB PT5]

Intro-
Yeah...
See this right here...
Its so real...
I see everything clear...

Verse-
We probably cut from the same cloth, if you ain't soft
you know the name boss, i'm high as the cocaine cost
so i can't wash the paint off
see fate is a motherfucker brother you can't change yours
he won't show you the money, get the chainsaws
and keep cuttin' shit off until they talk, uh
i am one of the bosses of New York
the voices of the people until i walk
we all know life's a bitch and yet i thought
that it'll get a little better from the hell i caught
i lost a few screws can't you tell i'm short
went from shit to property and L i bought
shoot dice like a sport and stunt like my time's tickin
pour out my liquor for a homicide victim
if my nigga ride i'ma ride with him
blood sweat and tears fell outta my system
live long thats the message right
ballin' in the hood over 21 you started your second life
life's more than a mecca ice
a full deck of price, but it damn sure look nice
i'll always have the actic of a winner
i work till it hurts then i murk on spinners
i gobbled these rap niggaz for dinner
bring your girlfriend around me i'm gon' get her

Chorus-
Its time to chill, and question whats real
Reality seems a drift, thats why they walk around like this
Now its 2006, more cribs and more whips
If you hatin' get off my dick
Everybody got a box that fits, thats it..

Verse-
Uh..
Easy deaths at hard times
its tough to explain i figure i just rhyme
its all fine and fucked up at the same time
i feel like i bought me a car that ain't mine
man fuck that somebody gotta shuffle
i'm thirsty sorta like a slave off the buckle
my attitude is i don't really care
bought the mould home but i'm good everywhere
my nigga had nothin' but dreams
but the block got 'um before he turned 13
somebody leaned that his baby first screamed
i called what i've seen, know what i mean..

Chorus-
Its time to chill, and question whats real
Reality seems a drift, thats why they walk around like this
Now its 2006, more cribs and more whips
If you hatin' get off my dick
Everybody got a box that fits, thats it..

Cimer poto tu geres tjs !

thx homie

thanks bro'