Time

[Geechi Suede]

Bacardí Límon, a zone, I'm gone

I'm diving in the doja at night, my light, my life

I'm trapped inside illusion, in flight

I'm lost, I'm found, my sound was designed by dusk

Clogging emotions and I'm bleeding, I'm lusk

[Sonny Cheeba]

Out the hour glass, magic, my tragic is often alternate

What's the motive? To ride in automotives

Explosives will blast every time we coast this

Too much roaches in the ashtray, too high

[Geechi Suede]

Infatuated, I never graduated

But I'm happy that you made it

Cause I'm always getting faded, and my ninjas they be dated

Cause they ain't gettn' no fetti but they esso is heavy

And they aim is always ready

[Sonny Cheeba]

What's the meaning of thought? From an escort

Caught when you launch, she just thought and open closed doors

Off shore accounts count, pen taught to an hourglass temptress

Take ahead and stone, who think they in a storm

[Hook]