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Prime Time The Power That Be

the brave Is this my faith I'm finding Unleashed, no silver lining We spent a life time praying Until the darkness sets us free... To powers that be

Not ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckas Calm me down, baby Nod your head to this Come on Ah yo, this is WKYA Radio We are kickin' your motha fuckin ass Yo Flex Thats

put a end to y'all I sniff bites like dogs to get the scent of y'all Horsemen, we be scorchin' when we be walkin' With the power to put a graveyard inside

y'all somethin Look.. I just wanna work it all out I just want everybody to do they thing and be cool Be who they are, you know First thing you should

were meant to be more than friend When you're near It's just as plain as it can be I'm wild about you, gal You ought to be a fool about me Can't explain

the remedy Power energy do you have a memory Take my hand in reality Can we try again, just one more time Can the love we found, be back as yours

Through all that spit you talk And make the mic smell like saliva Yick! you need to retire Resign I'm ahead of my time In my prime One of a kind And

nigga Turk don't play, when it's time to get serious Think I'm a hoe keep it that way and stay curious [Baby] Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin

that winter night I read these words alone These words that are haunting me still, it said Here lies a young man, struck down in his prime By the awesome burning power