Ahead of your time its taking you back you'll be bound till the end of your days
you waiting and packed your bags
and left your past troubles
wise soul earned every last chuckle
First verse
You know the recipe
a family name
Kent jars up, is bars up
Stays in the lab till the stars up
Respect due
to the select few
who paved the way
A big Fuck You's
deserved to those who
made this dirty Harry's day
Beyond race,,
gender, class or skin, this is
True art, too thick, too thin, this is
A man of stone, all chips are in this and
warned ya'll all along
but ya'll didn't listen
Go for broke, broke the bread,
break and make moves
Raise your glasses up
a master I've paid dews
razor blades smooth prove points
Fans stoned off these new joints
Pass the classic around
Last to laugh at all the old mistakes
(Move the soul and only once to fix our ways before the soul escapes)
I know my fate, make it happen
Vinyl spinning,
but now where headed to the final chapter
Chorus x2
This is not Ahead of its time its taking you back you'll be bound till the end of your days
you waiting and packed your bags
and left your past troubles
wise soul earned every last chuckle
Verse 2
This story is a proud one
full of hope
Sky high off life
like a fiend when he full of dope
I focus all for one, one for all one for the history books
sat down broke it down now.
Behold I own this
This is hip-hop true
It lacks hocus-pocus
No hanky-panky
Wham-bam thanks Mam,
And its due
Iron man, iron clad
plan to stick around
Although quick and I have kicked around
Weather it storm after storm after
Everyone thinks they know best
So I just gave the finger to the for-caster
Black belt hold my arm till it breaks loose
And won't calm until it breaks tooth
Achieve freedom any means
Relentless right
to live life as we feel is right,
die living proof,
all guts no glory in it
Thats what I tell them
When they ask
what kind of story is this
Chorusx4
This is not Ahead of its time its taking you back you'll be bound till the end of your days
you waiting and packed your bags
and left your past troubles
wise soul earned every last chuckle
Lyrics Submitted by Gregg Sachs