Hook:



TRG we making that cream

People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems

You can rock on till the break of dawn

But one by one your ass is gone



I got trapped in the rap game at sixteen and saw

it's no more than a crap game, know what I mean?

Like when you feel you shake em right

they fake roll snake eyes in this industry that's how quick niggaz die

Through my eyes it's like Russian Roulette

Never do you know when you about to get wet

So you should stay set so you don't fall and go under

Have people saying I wonder what happened

to him or her it's sad when you begin to think

you can't be gone but you can be gone in the blink

of an eye, don't ask why cause you try

Somebody came along that was twice as fly

I remember when I hit the scene it was the second phase

Rope chains two finger rings, those were the days

Latin Quarters my Puma suit was cool

Now let me be caught in that and I'll be damned a fool

Ya gotta change with the times like the weather

MC's that alsts is the MC's that's clever

You can't move too slow cause when it's to time to go

You see it's to time to go



repeat Hook 2X

(1. But one day brother your ass is gone)

(2. But one day sister your ass is gone)



Come back after come back, nigga came back

more wack than the wackest wax on the rack

What's up with that, new jacks are coming through

taking no slack

They hungry and they looking for a spot

to cop a squat, you better watch the clock

It can be awfully embarassing to not know when

to let go of the rhyme, it's about half past the monkey ass

You should have been gone but you still trying to hang on

What happens when you chilling at the label on the 10th floor

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