J-Ice & De Luca - HOW MUCH TIME Lyrics

How much time, do I got left
I been marchin, tryna step
I been tryna pass the test
I'm just tryna pass the test
How much time do I got left
My heart been Beatin' out my chest
911, why Wyclef
911, why Wyclef

How much time, do I got left
I been marchin, tryna step
I been tryna pass the test
I'm just tryna pass the test
How much time do I got left
My heart been Beatin' out my chest
911, why Wyclef
911, why Wyclef

How much time do I got left
Lately I been thinking death
Lately I been feeling stressed
I'd put the pistol to my head
But I can't do that

Got too many people counting on me
Too many people that do love me
Too many reasons to feel lucky
Too many blessings, uh

Gotta get myself under control
Every time I am on a roll
The ones that love me hold on tight
But depression kills me so slow

Losing my grip on reality
I don't want to be another casualty
I can't go live my life so casually
I am a masterpiece

All the sacrifices my ancestors made
For me to live the way I please
Please keep on guiding me
Need you beside of me

Inside of me is burning up
Temptations lurking, got me stuck
Thoughts of quitting, giving up
Lacking passion, lacking trust

In the process, losing my faith
I have been conscious and I have been patient
God I been calling and you kept me waiting
Feel like I'm falling and turning to Satan
Conquer your demons or you will not make it
Battle yourself and you'll never reach greatness
Sit with yourself and don't dwell in the fake shit
Just keep on working your truly amazing

That's what they tell me, I know that its true
I've helped many of people and I made it through
Up out of nowhere and out of the blue
They told me to stay solid, I'm solid as glue

Had to get disconnected
Just to reconnect to you
Shit been getting harder
But I'm equipped with what it takes to make it through

How much time, do I got left
I been marchin, tryna step
I been tryna pass the test
I'm just tryna pass the test
How much time do I got left
My heart been Beatin' out my chest
911, why Wyclef
911, why Wyclef

How much time, do I got left
I been marchin, tryna step
I been tryna pass the test
I'm just tryna pass the test
How much time do I got left
My heart been Beatin' out my chest
911, why Wyclef
911, why Wyclef

Never Mind the words that you heard
The problem is that you can never cut the wings from this bird
Everything I do and everything he does, we do and we do so with these verbs
Time doesn't move fast it's just constant
Meaning we gon be alright like the words from Kendrick of Compton

I look in the mirror sometimes tryna face that
The government have wiretaps and still tryna trace that
Our history, black history, that history they're tryna erase that

But the problem is tryna find our weakness, like a needle in a haystack
This'll go down in history, I hope y'all play that