Time Has Come

Lyrics

[Intro: Iron Solomon] I don't know what the future holds, wonder where my life is goin' Years keep gettin shorter, I don't know where I belong Month after month more debt keeps piling on Everyday I feel more weak, how can I be strong? Count my blessings but there's demons that I'm fightin off Got me second guessing all the things that I decided on Still gettin caught up in these ole behaviors I be on Acting like I never learned the difference between right and wrong [Verse 1: Iron Solomon] But in the final hour there's no time to hesitate Got me racing with the clock, my pace is never second rate Time to let that record play, say goodbye to my yesterdays 'Cause I know I'm one step away, I can't turn back now or get led astray I'm hungry like I haven't ate, see the fork and I travel straight Never rush, just marinate, 'til every one of us has a plate The limelight's sweet when you winning the race But the thought of failure's too bitter to taste Gotta vision to chase, quit sittin in place Gotta get up and get it, notta minute to waste [Chorus: Iron Solomon, *Female Vocalist/Sample?] [1st Layer, x2] My time, your time, I shine, you shine My time, your time, I shine, we shine [*2nd Layer, x4] Your time has come, your time - has come Your time has come, your time - has come [3rd Layer, x1] We runnin outta time, we shootin for tha moon We gunnin for the sky, we aim for the stars But we runnin outta time, we shootin for tha moon We gunnin for the sky, we aim for the stars [Verse 2: Iron Solomon] Most rappers feed you garbage that has the people starving Well, this is food for thought here so my fans will eat regardless On track to reach the market, I planned my scheme the smartest My aim's to be true to who I am, now that's a easy target Give me a seed I'll farm it and have a tree to harvest I don't get lost in little things 'cause I can see the forest I draw the inspiration for my style to be the hardest From the hey days when Kay Slay was Dezzy Dez the graffiti artist Yeah, I been shown the ropes by veterans and older folks Who sold they own music out the trunk driving coast-to-coast They taught me how to narrow down the things on which to focus most As far as up-in-comers puttin up my numbers - no one's close Sounds like a call from the holy ghost Or a trumpet when it blows a note You can hear me shoutin from the bench; "I'm ready let me go in coach!" I'ma get my break, go for broke, play the game with my own approach Feeling like my time is now so wind it down the moment's close [Chorus: Iron Solomon, *Female Vocalist/Sample?] [1st Layer, x4] My time, your time, I shine, you shine My time, your time, I shine, we shine [*2nd Layer, x2] Your time has come, your time - has come Your time has come, your time - has come [3rd Layer, x1.25] We runnin outta time, we shootin for tha moon We gunnin for the sky, we aim for the stars But we runnin outta time, we shootin for tha moon We gunnin for the sky, we aim for the stars But we runnin outta time [End.]