A song urging Bahamians to operate on universal time and not at our own pace. We should be much farther ahead in a lot of different areas - especially music. "Come on y'all. We getting left behind." Contact Portion at riddlemo@yahoo.com or 1-242-443-1351
You know, I'm of the belief that time is the most important thing on this Earth, and as long as I'm rapping, I'm having the time of my life.
Chorus:
Musical days, musical nights
I'ts the time of my life,
I'm having the time of my life
Verse 1:
Now, I could waste anything but time,
'cause once you let it go it's at the point of no return
Aint no turning back the hands of time like you read in a fairytale
Them things go 'round 'n 'round just like the horses on a carousel
Time equals money and I'm about the paper
Mr. 24 Hours, I'm about to break ya
I'm tryna stack a million in the bank before I die
So disrespecting time is like committing suicide
Been rappin' since a young'n, and time has helped me grow
Just like the burning wick on TNT it's almost time to blow
From Freeport, to the capital, to the Berry Islands, up to Abaco, in Matthew Town I'm'a hold it down, and I can't leave out San Salvador
Don't try hopping the wagon once it's already left the station
And this don't happen often, but I'm losing all my patience
Time's evaporating, it's a serious occasion
Get on your grind - let's kill procrastination
Right now
Chorus
Verse 2:
Cartier I rock in the streets
Patek Philippe keep my wrist looking pretty
Depending on the venue Chopard is an option
As long as my heart beating then my Rolex isn't stopping
Diamonds in the bezel keep a glow about my fist
Obsessed with time - God bless the French and Swiss
I was sitting on the sideline 'til finally my time came
Now reaching all my goals's the only thing that's on my mindframe
I think of it so much - even when I'm in a slumber
Think of it so much I play it in my daily numbers
Probability says that it's tatted on my brain
I see it in my eyes; it's running through my veins
I see through all your lies; it's time for a change
Portion 'bout his work; time to take over the game
Time for reality; no time time for dreams
Time for getting money; so it's time for me to scheme
Chorus
Come on, vibe wit ya boy on this one
Yea, we gatta get off that Bahamian thing
We gatta catch up with the rest of the world
Come on, y'all
We getting left behind
hot stuff nigga> we need to hook up on a record
skvo1000 1 year ago