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Times Are Gettin Ill - текст песни



Times Are Gettin' Ill


[Chorus:]



You got the time

ta ta tata ta ta times are gettin' ill



[Verse One:]



Just last week I had a good thing goin

The money was flowin

I had a notion, I made a motion

To get a girl with love and devotion

I went to a disco...ordered a bottle of Cisco

Took a seat, and I looked around

Bobbin' my head to the sound

Of the D.J., OK, this is what I'm tryin' ta say

I heard a scream (AAAAAAH!)

Then a shot rang out (BOOOOOM...BOOOOOM)

That's when I got the hell out



[Chorus]



[Verse Two:]



Gettin ill, with the boys

Somebody yelled (KILL THAT NOISE!!!)

I didn't even front

Pulled out the brand new pump shotgun

He pulled first, that's when things got worse

I didn't wanna raaaaahd no hearse

So I pulled the trigger with a burst...of gunfire

He missed, I hit, and that's the end of it



[Chorus]



[Verse Three:]



There was this girl named Lisa

I was in love with her

This girl was superiuh

She had a Benz and a Audi

She was fly, but the girl was kinda rowdy

I couldn't understand, her plan

A girl like this didn't have a man

So I pushed up, and made my move

To the bass that was real smoove

I pulled her, and now I'm hangin' out...with huh

She offered me coke

I said no cuz I don't do dope

She got mad, started breakin

Started braggin bout the money she's makin

Off of sellin it, for the hell of it

To me it's not irrelevant



[Chorus]



[Verse Four:]



Sittin on a stoop with the rest of the crew

It was nothin' ta do

So we took a walk, through Central Park...it was dark

A car drove up, it was a Mercedes

Filled with a bunch of ladies

The driver was a guy, with a tie, the man was fly

He was a pimp, or a dope pusha

I could tell by the way he mushed uh

Girl in her face

She ran, he started to chase her

And beat her down, to the ground

While the other girls just stood around

We didn't like it...we got mad

He looked like he thought he was bad

Hopped in his car, and he drove away

This is what I'm tryin' ta say



I got the time

ta ta tata ta ta times are gettin' ill



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