(REF.x2) Time is short and flies fast Makes me never forget what happened in the past But ten years in a blast I guess that's why some of my memories are vast
Ever and always knocked them dead We never knew ourselves as knuckleheads What my belt buckle said would give me some respect I'm supposed to being perfect my life was always a mess That's why I need to get it of my chest I reminisce Kids with blades Robbing snobs from the west On the seventeen of May Re-Arranging faces Chases by a cop playing Elliot Ness We we're an infamous myth like the monster of Loch Ness Never the less we kept it going too long It's hard to stay strong when two rights make a wrong When people live too fast they surely dies too young And so it drops down on my soul like a bomb
Who'd ever think we'd kick the beat that rocks And represent mad on your personal boom box
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We used to play poker with pocket change pots Robbing lockers for pocket change loot cuts Lifting shops for Levi's and Chevignon jackets Sneaking out the backdoor with surprise packets Eighty nine that was the time when a bunch of kids Declared war against the fifth line Those where the days of growing up My man Hawk was bombing every single block up in the Boondocks As my crew moved forth Everybody at the party started tripping and locked their doors And when I got my shot I never missed Cause I never aimed high when I was a little kid Time flies but I never forget the things I did And the people that I used to hang with Remember the trains that we used to bomb Emmett Remember the days outside seven eleven Some came some went time was spent But today I think I spent time sufficient Rest in peace cats I wish some things where different Dure remember we marked the cards and played Blackjack So if we lost our money we would get our cash back Flashbacks from the good times of eighty nine No cameras on the stations and no guards along the lines When every things fine time is short and flies fast Makes me never forget what happened in the past
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Parts and slices of our lives they where nice We're blowing dust of the ancient mics Mad memories shaped like razor sharp knives They stab me in the heart and the Grey shades of night Thigh's the way we used to stick together in my click Ninety two we be hooking up with the Atomic Three bandits the time caught up with I panicked When I saw I was a grown up kid Enough said I never forget how we did I'll let the past be the past and look ahead
(REF.x2) Time is short and flies fast Makes me never forget what happened in the past But ten years in a blast I guess that's why some of my memories are vast
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