Released on 1997

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[Verse 1: Dekay]

Funny how I done spendin' ganged time

I dropped out of school, spent my very last dime

Fucked up this ranky tanky credit of mine

To express myself

50/50 chance, Mr. Thyme won't sign

Bucka got line

I daze 'em with the phrases, catastrophic rhyme stages

We the dreamers, southern bare freethinkers

To drop a brand

You drop a tin at your local blockbusters

So I can touch generation, to fulfill my life's aspiration

Me and Ciph gotta fill so frigerators

Make liars outta haters and believers outta confused kids

At last, the fakers and pretenders

The bullshit is endless

You whackin' you in Houston, take your ass to Tennessee

You wit that greedy cracker, Example is concerned

Turfed and disturbed and that be the word


[Chorus]

See we gotta get it goin' before it's too late

See I ain't got time for me to sit around and wait

The way things are goin' we be in the last days

We gotta get it goin' before it's too late

Get it straight ya'll

See we gotta get it glowin'

Estimated time of arrival, no one know

Example be the crew and you know how it goes

We gotta get it straight before it's too late


[Verse 2: Dekay]

Live all the way, live

I bet you never knew the Houstons (Houstons)

We in the house (We in the house)

Some on a mission to get these folks to listen

Get the words to stick inside your brain like traumatic situation

Catchin' flashbacks of last tracks with facts and flows

From the bio of buffalos

What you niggas know about the gold coast?

You say it's all about tempos and '74

And them same synthesizer sounds

Grab the mic if you're real playa

MC's grab the mic if you real

'Cause now is the time and the place aight

So where we from, where we from, where we from?

Houston, the city of shotgun houses

Pursed upon center blocks, bitches trippin' over burnin' rocks

If not much, they be barely breathin'

I pray my words'll touch the low down

Dirty heathens, you're not alone

I gotta let this little light of mine shine

But termination times at quarter past

How long must this bullshit last?

They say it's irritatin' but you know we got a way

(got a way, got a way, got a way)


[Chorus]

Gotta get it goin' before it's too late

See I ain't got time for me to sit around and wait

The way things are goin' we be in the last day

We gotta get it goin' before it's too late

Get it straight ya'll

See we gotta get it glowin'

Estimated time of arrival, no one know

Example is the crew and you know how it goes

We gotta get it straight before it's too late


[Verse 3: Dekay]

Brothers often wonder why we come like this

Or where we came from or where we get the name from

Niggas in the South ain't supposed to kick

The lyrics like you spittin', I asked a brother why

And he say it don't sound like much South shit to me

I said this rap thing is all about my life be

It ain't about production

It's all about me livin' in this crazy ass city

Stayin' strong never givin' in

But I love it 'cause the ladies say the finest

And the niggas they be chillin', clockin' dollas, swingin' wild

Comin' with another flavor 'cause it really ain't new

But guess what

U.J. Kay is the best at bein' U.J. Kay

Face's best at bein' Scarface so I figure

That I better get my own thang so I won't get lost in blockbuster

With these other motherfuckas comin' with the same album cover

He didn't say a word so I knew I got him thinkin'

Which was my whole objective in the first place

He caught the first taste

Of the flavor of Example that I'm settin' on the microphone

You know we catchin' wrack


[Outro]

Bring it back, bring it back


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