Yeah, yeah, uh huh Race against time, ha two You know, ha ha, uh, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha Nothin' like the
Guess who's back to personify money, power, and But bitches been gettin' money, that's when shit get ridiculous I'm hittin' switches like six fo's, and leanin' The coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon
And the all stashed up up a little diesel, keep it hashed up Then 'Holla, holla' at the whores, is back Let 'em know a few facts if your ridin', your back's slidin'
This is the 'Race Against Time' and I ain't got to waste To give chase, I put a in your fitted Put your head to the barrel DJ's a spin it Backward, to off the backwood, I'm so hood
But what's really hood, when you ain't doin' your No good, and bein' misunderstood I would die if I could, Rule the And I'ma 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'
Race against time, I stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't stop
Race against time, I stop Runnin' through the red light livin' my if I'm gettin' too hot Still I can't 'Ri-da-da-da-din'
the day that the God was born two Twenty-nine, seventy-six when was heavily mixed And all the niggaz had a fixation for bad For pimpin' hoes, and shootin' fo', to bring the basin
If this is time erasin', the is runnin' like Betties And got his guns out lookin' for to behead us You can die in a matter of seconds, so slow it down back the hands of time with the .40 Cal
Claimin' your style is So I'ma the meanin' of 'Murder', it's killer You outta mind, the burner's designed for the fill up No gas, and when I spits acid
Smoke reefer, blow ether, spit 'Cause young is in his prime like 'Clay Cassius' by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion For when I die niggaz 'Ri-da-da-da-din'
Race against time, I stop through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm too hot I can't stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'
Race time, I can't stop through the red light livin' my life Even if I'm too hot I can't stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'
If Jesus Christ was criticized, why not me What the fuck am I special? I a deal with the devil Ha ha, if a kid a prophet, one seem like its logic Me in church, or me in bed with menagen
I can chase like sergeant, like heroin Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel that's to the peep hole They all or nothin' like Jazz from Clisco Hit 'em up and go
Jump over the threshold I got married To bangin' pistol, drugs and other Fell in love with a bitch that I Crime She me that nobody can beat time If you get enough of it
So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the Thinkin' that the and film would be somethin' different But the same old criminal vibin' I ain't hidin', keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'
Race against time, I stop Runnin' through the red livin' my life Even if I'm too hot Still I can't stop
Race time, I can't stop Runnin' the red light livin' my life Even if I'm too hot Still I can't 'Ri-da-da-da-din'