Time's Up

[Intro: DJ Paul talking / Scan Man sample]

Time is on my side, (yes it is) yes it is!

You motherfuckin' hoes! Killa Klan Kaze!

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

Mane y'all done let the wrong nigga on this fucking song

Chillin' like a real playa should in my fuckin' home

Rolex hangin' off my arm, let me tie my band up

Plenty wanna go against me but they can't stand up

I packs my caravan up, outsiders in my business

Stay the fuck up outta the face of this clique if you ain't in it

All you local bustas wanna jump on the bandwagon

Since the bandwagon went gold and I'm askin' why now nigga?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

Nigga Juice up in the hood, up on the fuckin' block

Deep in the North where niggas rob and dealers set up shop

Ain't no more strugglin', strictly hustlin', ain't no time for pacin'

I used to pray to God on knees "Will a nigga make it?"

And I still pray from day to day cause livin' ain't no joke

Nobody knows when's they motherfuckin' time to go

So now I'm packin' for attackin' while the cheddar stackin'

And haters still worryin' how these rappers made it happen

[Verse 3: Scan Man]

Bow down, biiitch, your time is up now, triiicks

So make way for the Scan Man, ohh I don't think

That you wanna get loud with me, wanna get buck with me

Niggas gettin' they motherfuckin' wig split daily

Cause they fuckin' with a psychotic nigga that's crazy

I read the Revelations, are you ready for destruction?

Is near, I smell your fear, your time is up here

[Verse 4: Gangsta Boo]

Mafiaaa, mafi-mafiaaa!

Let's go get them toys, let's got get them boys

Time is up, let's go bring the noise, busta do you

You wanna get [?] like the movie [?] when I give it to ya

Bruisy nigga you can't lose me, like a maid

Ain't it kinda strange how I confuse you

Nigga I rebuke you like Satan - I don't choose you

I'm being straight up, like 6 o' clock I'm puttin' it down right now

How yo gonna go and run ya fuckin' mouth when ya time is up?

Nigga

[Verse 5: MC Mack]

See I got drama with you busta, hoe don't test me no mo'

Beein' the Mack I gotta strapped, lay yo ass to the floor

I want yo cheese and all yo dope, don't be playin' with me hoe

How many fatalities I'ma have when we kick in the door (boom)

Nigga lay ya down, hit the ground, "where the stash bitch?

Tape 'em up, wrrrap 'em up, make it so I can't hear this trick

Slick, traitin' side busta, clock a motherfucker

The Killa Klan Kaze done called out your bluff

Another stang - your time is up

[Verse 6: Project Pat]

Niggas about to feel, feel the soldier drum roll, incognito

But a nigga quick to leave a hoe in a fakers head

Bustas dyin' over shit they said, Project Pat squeezin' on the gat Until all the lead's gone out the clip, fiend for gangsta shit

Like a youngsta, get your guns up and ya clique

I'ma murda da first coward bitch to blink his eye, ho it's do or die

When I put that thang in yo face bitch, say goodbye!

[Bridge: Scan Man sample]

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies

Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

[Verse 7: MC Mack]

We got them nickel-plated chromes to yo dome nigga bring it on

The Kaze in fact invade the track just like a warzone

We playin' for keeps, we in them streets pimpin' daily

Kamakazie Time'z Up, so now you stuck, don't get too buck

Bitches choosin' and lookin' but I'm payin' no attention

Cause they cravin' for cheddar but I won't let her touch my riches

Slip and slide if you wanna, with 16 rounds I put it on ya

[?] wettin' you up, you take your clock, your heart'll stop

Your time is up!

[Verse 8: Project Pat]

If I die killin' all you motherfuckers then I get my charge

Shells sparklin' in the dark, hittin' bitches claimin' hard

Now who give a fuck about parole? Project keep that thang

In the stash pot, Ruger pop, then yo body drop

Cock it back, casualties'll happen, lurkin' in the mist

When I'm on that jackin' - one in the chamber if the fool resist

Kiss yo life goodbye, wrap yo tongue, fool, 'round his tone

Kaze niggas, Time'z Up, bitch, you can bring it on

[Verse 9: Scan Man]

Niggas don't step to this scandalous pimpin', killin' niggas

With my fingers on the trigger, buckshots to yo damn figure

Watch yo back when I hit the streets

Cause I'm on a fuckin' creep

Turn around, what do you see?

Kaze, Three 6, nigga deep

I'm clickin' like a murder man, Tec-9 in my fuckin' hand

Pop, pop, bullet lead all up in yo fuckin' head

Lil Scan don't discriminate, cause I just eliminate

I just don't give a fuck, cross this pimp 'n your time is up