Running Out Of Time Lyrics - Everready: The Religion - Tech N9ne

Pain (Pain) (What is it?)* 

Originally penalty physically or mentally sensations 

You feel when you hurtin' distressed 

A bit of anguish can bring you closer to your death 

Cause of the lack of success now 

Time, ain't on my side 

Cause I'm tryin' to find my piece of mind and rhyme 

But the catch is you got to have the paper to shine 

If we don't I'm sorry, we might have to do capers do crime 

Cause my mom is sick doc 

I'm grid-locked 

Dpilepsy and Lupus, Alfred Hitchcock 

Couldn't write the suspense and shit on this block 

Fist-cocked when I'm walking my lips locked 

IRS and the child division they wanna shut a nigga down to the ground 

Gotta make this shit pop 

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Times a-running out (running out) 

Time keeps on tickin' (we got to keep it movin') 

Times a-running out (running out) 

Time keeps on slippin' (we got to keep it movin') 

(Slipping...) 

Neva' like I cheated for the chedder 

Whatever we gotta do to make it better cause I'm (running out) 

Mama gotta get a better livin' 

I got the power to bust (we got to do it movin') 

Tryin' to get a milli and I really been silly 

The pill in me killin' me so the devils (comin' out) 

Lookin' for love an the demon neva lookin for love, I'm in lust 

(I guess I'm truly ruined) 

No matter what I ever do, Nina always gotta deliver 

Never comin' out on top as the winner 

Might have to take it back to November 

'71 when I was the heavenly son 

Now we run with killas who carry the guns 

Marry the bum now I gotta marry the one 

But I'm sick of hittin' the clubs, done (?) 

The root of the problem 

Is the root of all evil 

The ones that hiss at the enemy 

And the ones that ruined my people 

After all this time 

After all this rhyme 

Still comin' to see me the fans takin' in all this all this Nine 

And that's positive cause everything is negative I need a sedative 

You get her preg-a-nent they levy shit takin more money than you'll ever get 

I'm ready as ready get 

For the capital out for your stack I'll attack for your fetti, bitch 

But thats petty shit 

And if I grind I wonder how much time they gon' make me sit 

Photos 

It's like it's a trap: Rap 

When you spend your scratch 

And you get with a partner on the coast 

And somehow you never get it back 

And you can't go get him with a gat 

Cause if you do that 

The state will separate you from your brats 

Chillin' with the killas and rats 

I'm in a race for time 

They wanna replace my mind 

Skinheads, cops, gangbangers 

And its all in the devils design 

Just to get me 

Gotta get the money quickly 

Before my mother is a wonderful history 

If I can't make it before that 

I will neva eva forgive me 

Racin' for happiness for that sunshine euphoria 

But its melancholy 

And its dim-foggy and dark like Fangoria 

I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces that are broken beast is my species 

So I hope my mothers alive and me too when this album releases 

But the time is tickin' and my kids are growin' up I ain't blowin' up 

I guess the bass in my music ain't hittin' low enough 

Fuck that shit nigga cause my tone is tough 

Shit that I'm doin's rough 

Meetings with Atlantic, Jive and TVT can't come soon enough 

{Singer:} 

We do too much, will we make it? 

We make money and they take it 

Time (time time time) (runnin out) 

For me an you what is we gonna do?