Tytuł: Time

• Wykonawca: Tarsha Vega
• Wyświetleń: 305

This is for the class of 2001
   New York to London be like under the gun
   U learn the dic-tion
   Respect ta Big Pun
   But ya teachers leave ya up the creek like u was Dawson
   Now I remember four Septembers in the boogiedown
   But shit remain the same in like any town
   Each semester every test
   I wonder when would it end
   And no I'd never go thru it again
  
   Time don't change the way I feel
   Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years (and)
   Time's got so much to reveal
   No time to wonder
   Why we crumble in our fears
  
   I useta hate teachers callin' my name in attendance
   Academic menaces mental anesthetics for credits
   I'd be sleepin' in the back of the class
   when the bullshit we'd be learnin' wasn't comin' too fast
   There wuz always one teacher who was peepin' the flesh
   Eyes be all up on my chest
   Yo keep yo eyes on my test
   That's ill yo - I call u Mr. (grubby grubby) (acappella)
   Rock the toupee that's called the ruggy ruggy
  
   Time don't change the way I feel
   Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and
   Time's got so much to reveal
   No time to wonder
   Why we crumble in our fears
  
   In my locker had pictures of my cousins & my moms
   Didn't know nuthin' bout computers
   Now I gots my dot.coms
   In a bizness where the rats've got control of the race
   I keeps my eyes on my papes
   I useta never use the breaks
   Like autographs up in the yearbook w/ the old cliches - hey yo
   Keep in touch this summer
   Yo the call never came
   ya things'll be the same'
   C'mon they never be the same
   Now we all up in the highway goin' separate ways
  
   (bridge)
   And if my train falls off the track
   Tarsha Vega spring forward yo I don't fall back
   Original not wack watch me jet to Mars
   Put me shuttle to the medal when I chill with the stars
   Hey kids u best ta learn to make the most of yo trip
   Next you're workin' for the man
   Me I'm workin' for hits
   yo the years'll go by
   So make the most of yo days
   Like Ben Folds say "I'm thinkin' a lot today!"
  
   Time don't change the way I feel
   Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and
   Time's got so much to reveal
   No time to wonder
   Why we crumble in our fears