Ain’t No Time To Rest

Lyrics

[Video Intro: Fredro Starr & Sticky Fingaz] What's up, man? I'm tired of this graveyard shift, nigga I'm telling you, man Got me on him working, motherfucker, in middle of the night in shit I'm sick of this shit too, nigga The other day, motherfucker, I'm heard some shit in here I'm like a: "What a fuck is going on?" You know, what's up You get, right? Hell yeah! Two nights ago? Two nights ago! I heard the same shit Yo, what some shit going on here, nigga? I'm telling you, my nigga It is We gotta find a new line of work Well, here we go [Intro: Fredro Starr] Y'all niggas must be dead It's time to wake da fuck up, niggas What the fuck is it a library in this motherfucka? [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Before we set it off Let me put a check of the list All you bitchass niggas you can rest in peace My niggas streesed and depressed Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest I'm a mess, i'm dirty, i'm filty, probably guilty The beast from the East where the beats is obese Big drums, big drums nigga where Big from Nigga got big guns, don't talk, gun talk to us This the way we walk in New York, come and walk with us This a way, hip-hop is in a disarray This is for my niggas who got a get it the pistol way Then piss it away on strippers up in Scarlett's Queens niggas is wild, but Brooklyn is the wildest Where niggas be robbing shit and rip you for your wallets Yeah, i got a ghostwriter - Christopher Wallace So get your rest B.I.G [Hook x 2: Fredro Starr] My niggas streesed and depressed Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest [Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz] You thought I was dead, but I'm alive and kicking In the hood niggas love me like I'm fried chicken Sticky Fingaz good my, my nines be licking And I must be get a money, my palms is itching Cause when you when you gotta a P99 Every everything is Free.99 Get dumped off get beat out his mind Fucking with Sticky Fingaz must be out his mind Are you insane? It's all your fault! Get bodied over and over again and expecting different results I don't play games, eat candy, smile or joke They'll be checking and checking and checking but they ain't getting no pulse [Hook x 2: Fredro Starr] My niggas streesed and depressed Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest [Verse 3: Skits Vicious & Jay Reaper] Skits: Shake 'em up! Shake 'em up! Wake 'em from the dead! Shine 'em up! Shine 'em up! Half a bald head! You'll break a fuckin' leg trying to kick it with us I'll rip your skinny jean limbs off and piss on ya' arms Jay: Now wake da fuck up! Ya'll niggas suffering from sleep paralysis I had it with 'em amateurs, fucking with some savages Feel the cold clutch of the Reaper 'round your neck If you talk shit - i don't forget. Now who's next? Skits: Who's next? I'm here to take ya'll with Get 'em ready for the belly of the beast, we in a graveyard shift Dro, Stick (Whaddup!) I just licked (Whaddup!) I don't give (No Fucks!) Put your middle fingers up! Jay: Put your middle fingers up and say fuck that shit! Onyx and Dope D.O.D - we fuck 'em up like this Niggas looking for clout, their souls half the price Well you gon' see enough clouds in the afterlife [Hook x 2: Fredro Starr] My niggas streesed and depressed Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest It's time to wake up from the dead Ain't no time to rest