Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
everyknow we knock'em dead
we never knew who was the knocklehead
what my belt,buccle said would get me som respect
suposed to beeing perfect
my life was always a mess
thats why i need to get it of my chest,i remeness
kids with blades robbing snipes from the west
on the sevententh of may we're arraging faces
chases by a cop,play inalientness
we were ininanfamous,myth like the monster of loch ness
nevertheless we kept it going to long
its hardt to stay strong when two rights make a wrong
when people live to fast the surely die to young
and so it drops down on my soul like a bomb
who'd ever think we kept the beat that rocks
and represent man,on your person or boombox
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
we used to play poker with pocket change pots
robbin' lockers for pocket change lout cuts
liftin' shops for levi's and chevin' your jackets
sneaking out the back door with suprisepackage
89' that was the time when a bunch of kids
decleared war against the fifth line
those were the days of growin' up my man
walk wos bombin' every single block up in the boomdocks
as my groove move forth
everybody at the party started trippin' and locked theyr doors
and when i got my shot i never missed
cause i never aimed high when i was a little kid
time flyes but i never forgett the things i did
and the people that i used to hang with
remember the trains that we used to bomb emmet
remember the days outside seven eleven
someting,somwhen time was faint
but today i think i spend time efficient
worse then peace cats,i wish somethings were different
dude,remember we marked cards and played blackjack
so if we lost our money we would that cash back
flashbacks from the good times of 89'
no cameras on the station and no guards along the line
whenever fine,time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forgett hvat happened in the past
parts and slices of a life that were nice
were blowing dust of the ancient mices
mad memories shaped like blades and sharp knifes
you stabbed me in the heart in the great shapes of night
tights the way we used to stick together in my click 92
we'd be hooking up with the atomic
free bandits the time caught up with
i paniced,what i saw i was a grown up kid
enough said,i never forgett how we did
i let the past be the past and look ahead
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
back in the days
back in the days
back in the days
back in the days
in the days,in the days
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
everyknow we knock'em dead
we never knew who was the knocklehead
what my belt,buccle said would get me som respect
suposed to beeing perfect
my life was always a mess
thats why i need to get it of my chest,i remeness
kids with blades robbing snipes from the west
on the sevententh of may we're arraging faces
chases by a cop,play inalientness
we were ininanfamous,myth like the monster of loch ness
nevertheless we kept it going to long
its hardt to stay strong when two rights make a wrong
when people live to fast the surely die to young
and so it drops down on my soul like a bomb
who'd ever think we kept the beat that rocks
and represent man,on your person or boombox
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
we used to play poker with pocket change pots
robbin' lockers for pocket change lout cuts
liftin' shops for levi's and chevin' your jackets
sneaking out the back door with suprisepackage
89' that was the time when a bunch of kids
decleared war against the fifth line
those were the days of growin' up my man
walk wos bombin' every single block up in the boomdocks
as my groove move forth
everybody at the party started trippin' and locked theyr doors
and when i got my shot i never missed
cause i never aimed high when i was a little kid
time flyes but i never forgett the things i did
and the people that i used to hang with
remember the trains that we used to bomb emmet
remember the days outside seven eleven
someting,somwhen time was faint
but today i think i spend time efficient
worse then peace cats,i wish somethings were different
dude,remember we marked cards and played blackjack
so if we lost our money we would that cash back
flashbacks from the good times of 89'
no cameras on the station and no guards along the line
whenever fine,time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forgett hvat happened in the past
parts and slices of a life that were nice
were blowing dust of the ancient mices
mad memories shaped like blades and sharp knifes
you stabbed me in the heart in the great shapes of night
tights the way we used to stick together in my click 92
we'd be hooking up with the atomic
free bandits the time caught up with
i paniced,what i saw i was a grown up kid
enough said,i never forgett how we did
i let the past be the past and look ahead
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
Time is short and flyes fast
makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast,
i guess thats why some of my memories are vast
back in the days
back in the days
back in the days
back in the days
in the days,in the days
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