the wrath laid to waste Steadily with haste, cutting to the chase Drifting off the pace, filling all space and times up For the meanwhile pressure piles
pipe, took his last hit, And nobody's heard from him since. Chorus In this world of confusion Drugs were my solution The pain was breaking my heart. I shut out my reality Nearing my fatality
up Agent Orange get up get up get up You gotta get up yo It's the year 99 come and don't waste time I'm just a young man oh boy spittin rhymes I shine
you won't come out that hole Cool, when you hit the ones is gone, on the blow But mind you, you best die then fuck with my cocked 3 time [dj paul] Nigga
mean the things he said" "Just get him outta my way, 'cause I'm seeing red We got plans to make, we got things to buy And you're wasting time on some
need to get they shit right For they step to hieroglyphics it might Prove fatal So move, wait till I'm dona I use fun ?Fabrications For your imagination Wastin
Time is too expensive Time is too expensive Time is too expensive Time is too expensive Too expensive, it's too expensive Too expensive, you know what
in his fuckin head Cause the family would do anything that he said So he let them all in on the master plan To kill off and make waste of the white man
I never doubted a single word I put my trust in your hands And in the wake of a fatal vow I thought that love was the plan But see how the tables have
cause I'm a sniper You want to get hyper? Prepare for hyperspace and just flow with the bass And fall in place, just keep up the pace no time to waste
a game Fatal mistake now they pray as they beg for mercy She ignores all the signs, head faced to the ground Catching up for the kill, waste no time
that spring of joy That the Father put inside of every single girl and boy Show time! Everyone's on let's hit the stage It's show time everyone an'
he saw the smoke of Billy's gun And he felt the bullet hit him hard and before his eyes he saw His wasted life pass quickly ending with this fatal draw
I know you didn't mean it and you're sorry that i left I'll go right on pretending i've got nothing to regret Except all of the times we wasted giving
wounded shall be my crown Anointed in their tears... sweet as wine are they A waste of flesh is the only thing you are to me The time has come to destroy
months to live is all he's got. Every second counts, every second counts. The years gone by can't be replaced, he recollects the time of waste.