Time For Lyrics (Showbiz&a. G.)Intérprete: Showbiz&A. G.Título del álbum: Good fellas\nAño: 1995\nNº pista: 6\nDuración: 02:47\n\n\nThere\'s a time to play and there\'s a time for sex\nThere\'s a time to lounge and there\'s a time to catch wreck\nWatch your spot, cause if you sleep you\'ll get got\nOur sound is hot cause we\'re true to hip-hop\n\nIt\'s the little bigman, y\'all little niggas just relax\nI\'m coming like a nut, butt niggas catching heart attacks\nAdversaries better maintain\nDon\'t even riff, stram, cause I\'m a one-man gangbang\nBoom, I hit it, now money I really did it\nBrung out the beast in me, and the freaks be getting with it\nYes the fame is what they sweat\nBut you came for me to entertain then I\'ll make you wet\nMeanwhile, got to keep a low profile\nOur style is true, so yes I do smile\nOriginal, just like the dirty rotten\nAnd while our foes is plotting, show is riding shotgun\n\nThere\'s a time to play and there\'s a time for sex\nThere\'s a time tolounge and there\'s a time to catch wreck\nWatch your spot, cause if you sleep you\'ll get got\nOur sound is hot cause we\'re true to hip-hop\n\nSince I hit the boom, they say my brain is doomed\nI object, it\'s sustained, now name this tune\nBringing more than other brothers on computers\nLong as my vision ain\'t blurry, don\'t worry, pass the buddhas\nForget karate, cause I\'d rather kick a lyric\nYou ain\'t trying to hear it? then I\'ll be talking to your spirit\nShow hit me off with the hype shit\nWho needs pencils and papers? brain cells is what I write with\nThe format, told you last lp I\'m all that\nStep toa.g., then you\'re best to be sure, black\nRoll with my crew, I got the o.e.\n20 dollar sack, and my hat to the back just like tlc\n\nNow when you play, it\'d better not be with show and dre\n\nOr sex in between the sheets at my rest\n\nNow it\'s time to lounge and I\'m free from all clowns\n\nNow who\'s catchingwreck? I hit the cess, yes\n\nThere\'s a time to play and there\'s a time for sex\nThere\'s a time to lounge and there\'s a time to catch wreck\nWatch your spot, cause if you sleep you\'ll get got\nOur sound is hot cause we\'re true to hip-hop\n\nI get rough and I hurt \'em like a puff of the ganja\nTough like tonka, you\'ll get seen by the jolly green\nMonster, the g sell out? hell no\nA good fellow who sports the shell toes\nStep to me, I\'ll shoot you and your deputy\nEverybody\'s in jeopardy except for me\nThey pop shit, like their skills I can\'t top it\nI\'m the one to rock with, lounge and pop some chocolate\nI\'m coming through, so what you gonna do?\nWhen I hit you in the head with the lead from the number 2A black boo, leaving suckers froze like a statueStyles are coming at you, real like my tattoo hip-hop, rap