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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 |