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[Chorus 2x: Tank] In my race against time I - can't stop Runnin through the red light - livin my life Even if I'm gettin too high I'ma keep runnin through
not gonna last, ooh, smile down on me Ain't got much time, made up my mind I'm gonna keep on through, whatever comes is mine In my race against time
bust them all down (x2) y'all near the end" [Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2) Young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs, young thugs, my
your forehead and staple it life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it so I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time
shit in check Elly Yel crying freedom while he's facin the teck I'm probably waistin my breath Ain't no changin what's left Start placin your best cause we all race against
enrage the war Against this wicked society, society Praise the Lord and raise your sword Against this wicked society, society Praise the Lord and raise your sword Against
the top [Hook - 2x] [Trae] Living down in H-Town, I gotta do my thang I'm on the grind full time, holding down my name S.U.C. affiliated, niggas
dice with no aces Now I'm just included in the oasis Gotta take faces, no time for car races Check my sky, tell I got five pages CHORUS [Verse 2]
hation Discrimination' of a hustla'z occupation My destination is murderin' Emcees on location SNITCH KILLER **Yo Assassin, I need some heavyweight shit this time dog Wut u
That's Rickey, that's Martin, that's Tony and that's Braxton Dru is on the Hill just chillin' and relaxin' Alicia lost her keys and she's really kind of sad and I said, "U2
Intro: R-U ready....(to my west coast headz come on) Ready...all my headz are you ready and to my east coast headz come on R-U-ready...I say all my peoples
time for it Sugar cane, sugar cane Sugar cane, sugar cane Sugar cane, sugar cane Sure...we're gonna take our chances To turn and seek you Couldn't go Bono: "And again
;break." Bono: "turn that guitar up there." Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Ah, it ain't over child Your racing
