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Zebrahead Time lyrics
Kick itMicrophone check one, two got to runCause everything's money and son I got noneSo I got to put my time in rhyme-inWith my crew kicking down tracks and climbingComing at you flowing sidewaysEverything's my wayKicking down rhymes from Friday to FridayDebunk all the things that I find untrueGot to make my way back causeI got youTime, I think its dead, I know it's deadSo lay down the rhythm and box out the beatSo let me get back to the programIf you don't get it then here comes the diagramBoxing down beats like a heavyweight fighterSpitting out rhymes like a Pulitzer writerAlways on top cause I won't ever let downBlowing down beats like a nuclear meltdownDo what I can cause I got to get throughAnd I won't ever come back cause I got youCan I get that farLet the time fly and give it up to the volumeWith the funkadelic flow so I got you
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