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Time 2011

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by	Camburn
length	5:52
BPM	113
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All I have to say at this point is…I tried. Great music KatazTrophee. Hope I didn’t jack the music up too much. Lyrics are here this time. Pell is posted here and under my original time pell file. Wasn’t sure where to put them. Have fun…

Lyrics

Time ain’t nothing but lines and minutes
and minutes ain’t nothin’ but time with digits
set to signify the start and find the finish

Time ain’t nothing but lines and minutes
and minutes ain’t nothin’ but time with digits

Time ain’t nothing but lines and minutes
and minutes ain’t nothin’ but time with digits

Time ain’t nothing but lines and minutes
and minutes ain’t nothin’ but time with digits

Time (Repeat several times)

Here I go again like I’m Johnny on the spot
lyrics in the skillet now they hoppin’ out the pot
every minute time is tickin so i cop against the clock
wit my hair up in a frizzy lookin’ sloppy as a mop

I’m spittin all my spirit in the mic up on the dock
while I stare into the mirror at my life and all the plots
and every day is just as simple as the night before the flop
of all the minutes and the hours i was clockin’ on my watch

i’m trippin in my brain like i got a mental block
like i’m clinically insane cause i’m sick around the clock
cause when it’s tickin and it’s tockin’ like it’s never gonna stop
i feel like every little riddle gotta flip until i drop

I’m running out of time
i’m going out my mind
nights falling on the sky
while i’m frozen in this life

Tickety tickety tock goes the clock and it don’t stop
Infinity isn’t an option it rocks till you roll out
So givin’ it all that you got in your box is the go route
When a minute can dwindle your spark ‘fore you know you done blown out

Consider the limited light and buck off like a showdown
be diligent given ‘em hype and run hard and don’t slow down
it’s critical living this life with your heart and the know how
milleniums only go far as the bars that you throw down

So hit ‘em with plenty of strikes from the jaw like it’s flow pow
Then give ‘em a little insight that they rhymin in yo town
cause tickety tickety tock goes the clock and it’s close now
but minutes do know when to stop cause the time never knows how.