Lyrics:
Time Motion Study

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better

want wetted Any nigga can get it (A favor for a favor) You say you got a problem? Then tell a nigga where he at So I can study his motions and peel

the music up Bring that shit in, uhh Yeah, the movement's in motion With massive militant poetry Now check this out, uhh In the right light, study

fresh so clean When I step in the booth they scream Like they all tend to cheer Dungeon D-Boy here In effect mode like who's to love it? So slow motion

And now for my next number I'd like to return to the classics Perhaps the most famous classic In all the world of music The first time around you didn

' illiterate, it's facts I build with My mind's untouchable which means intangible Contents never dense, it's understandable I study life, so I can live it the right way No time

baller in the mix, trying to turn these crumbs into some bricks Sideways on switches we gone sip, drinking on drink and smoking dip Living my life in slow motion

meal Normal life is not real; we are just cogs in a wheel We work, we hurt, we search, we feel The microphonist that utilizes the study of Conics Circular motion

[K-Rino:] I flow in the boats full motion and go into a postal explosion The anger's oceans in cause is coastal erosion A non-negotiable wrote, choking