Times Ain't Fair lyrics

Song information

Artist: Souls Of Mischief
Album: No Man's Land

Lyrics

Phesto:

Everybody, come and get some get up and go
Get rid of that no-
Can-do attitude
And expand and brace
The obstacles you face
Ain't no time to waste
Rhymin' pays
Never was it worth doin' crime to stay
On your record when ya try to get and point it
I avoid it
Like being exploited
Couldn't leave my people disappointed
I know you want it
So I'm gunna flaut it
It'll be here and gone just that fast
You better bust that ass
Nothing's inconcievable
Anything is possible
Never let them deceive you

Tajai:

Life's full of dilemas
I contend to that
I be looking out my window wondering "what will I catch?"
Will it be..
A good job?
Huh?
Two to the head?
Huh?
Maybe hiv so I can join the ranks of the living dead
But, hey tajai gotta press on
I'm late for class
As I think of the choices my life rests on
I could buss my gat
Cook some crack
Master calculus
Build houses
And make a stack
Either wayi
Depending on the dues I pay
No, you can't go
So stick with it
You won't get it
If you lay and stall
Then don't be in it for the long haul
Yeah, you know they wrong ya'll
But we gots to get it on ya'll

Chorus

"Time's ain't fair
But that's the way I play
No one can compare
And that's the way I stay
This is how we do it every singular day
So what you tryin' ta say?
Well, let me show you the right way."

Opio:

If you're with me then you're all about making money
So throw your hands in the air cuz ain't shit for free
Nigga, oakland california is the place to be
It gets hectic see
I just connect to free
My mind
And write rhymes
So I don't get caught up
Or get shot up
Plus the fuzz think I got the product??
I don't cut lines, I don't have to
But if you look like a playa, they harass you
I make cash from doing shows from state to state
But still task on the run that license his plate
I don't trip cuz it's all in vain
Your daughter knows my name
Ask the broad the game

A-plus:

People applaude the famous
Never lame
Just rhyming to your brain, buss
You're acting and that's a shame
Cuz I set examples say in 9-tre
It's not a little joke
I gots to rhyme a little more
So I'm fin ta go
And scoop a forty-o
I'm under 21, but then my sack is known as so
To the show we go
Place a big stoge on the bridge, 8-0
A club with foes and hoes
I want high class bitches
With the ass that switches
When I get them, they be due soon as the ad. is finished
Make me me feel like I'm living on the wrong planet
Strong as granite
It's the souls with the song that's demanded

Chorus

Tajai:

See
Only the paid gets to mack and frollick
They got their wallets
So, what's your holler?
Strive to be a scholar
Attract the knowledge gained
Whatever called itself same
Attract the knowledge changed
To get you far in this game

Opio:

Turn the page and let the ray turn out the felt tip
Let the ladies melt, strip
To the bow, I'm slick
Souls of mischief coming slicker than the rest confess
We press on
How I'm livin'
From the break, break-a dawn

A-plus:

All ya fakes that's on
The microphone, go home
I'm from the land, man
Niggas make you roam with chrome
I stay at home
I like ta bone, I'm grown
I got a flow that's known
In the o, I hold my own

Phesto:

Yeah, baby come and have a seat with phes
Together we can defeat the stress
And chill
If you got that sex appeal
I'll caress you till the morning
On and on, annnnnnd

Chorus