Time's up The rivers have no life Time's up The wold is full of strife Time's up The Sky is falling Time's up The Lord is calling How you gonna stop the clock When the well runs dry All the rivers have died Moment by moment, day by day The world is just slipping away Your future won't save your past The time is now, it won't last The time is nigh Time to do or die Time waits for no one If you want to go on Leave me something to grow on The forests, the trees, the rivers, the seas All die of this disease You know time ain't on your side Don't sit idly by You've got to just try

Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up I been lookin' at you all night Now what do I get You think you're so fine Up time down time It's all around Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up I don't need no education I don't want no rehabilitation I don't need to act kind Up time You were so sweet when you were in junior high But that was a long time ago-o-o-o Now you're out on the streets With bikers and rock n' rollers Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up The sand's run out of your hourglass Now you've got to make a decision--time's up There was a girl and we knew her name She tried to forget but we all remembered her Yesteryear her yesterday Up time down time it's all around time Kill for thrill time it's today Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up Time's up Give it up

Yeah, yo, I'm the nigga with the perpetual oyster bars Mother of pearl delivery, voice of God And it's hard just being the boss Being I can't go to jail 'cause them years will cost me Don't get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force me Rather just sit back and roll a Dutch Think how I'ma put the game in the cobra clutch Think about how I'ma get the cocaine over customs Never underestimate niggaz or over trust them Uh, yeah them M's is right in my face I just gotta throw my timbs on and tighten my lace If it don't jam, the tech will spray When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray 'Cause I'm a nigga that hate to settle I'm a man of the Lord but I still can't shake the Devil Moved away and still can't escape the ghetto, what The time to talk is up so bring the heat, that time is over While you running your mouth, I'm creeping up over your shoulder A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on Call my bluff, start actin' up, and I'll leave you underground I know how to get my pairs off me They can cry and die from high blood pressure 'cause tears are salty It's a symptom if you bobbin' your head Know that he's sick, know the flow is ridic', now throw him a grip When I get it, you already know I'm throwin' them bricks Puttin' purple everywhere, daddy, I'm throwin' them nicks That's right, homey, you can't move me I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm in the hood like bootleg movies All you shootin' is the breeze, a bootleg uzi I'm just waitin' on a queue like Suzie, don't lose me These penitentiary chances that I take Should be able to get the mansion by the lake But I invest my bread into something else Into something else that'll make something melt You just gotta feel the kid If not rap for the fact of how real he is, whatup The time to talk is up so bring the heat, that time is over While you running your mouth, I'm creeping up over your shoulder A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on Call my bluff, start actin' up, and I'll leave you underground Aiyo, niggaz know the champ is in here He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two anthems a year And I just wanna rock for a century And then chase the book with the documentary If you can't do none other than flow Life's a bitch like the mother from blow, let's go Don't make me put your heart in your lap Fuck ridin' the beat nigga, I parallel park on the track Hop out lookin' crispy, fresh and new In the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi blue And, I don't know you But I know a man becomes a man From all the shit that he go through Ya'll ain't fuckin' with Jason After I cash in, there's really no justification Of how I'm gonna change the game, so don't get outta line 'Cause this little nine will change your frame, what up The time to talk is up so bring the heat, that time is over While you running your mouth, I'm creeping up over your shoulder A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on Call my bluff, start actin' up, and I'll leave you underground

We are the RiTch Kids And we're never satisfied No we're never satisfied We are the RiTch Kids We never settle down That's why we are so proud We like it when it's fast We like it when it's tough Cause that's the way it feels Alright