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Tick tock time travelling, Talking the walk- Time thoughts unravelling, And walking the talk. Think of time man- Churning time into ours and hours watch and learn- The magic of seconds and hours. Streets chasing me, and flee I would flee- whilst money could not buy me, Since time is money- but I would not grow on a money tree. But I would be on all hands- Black, white till pink, Both hour & second hands. I would write graffiti like street ink- And with time I would sky write, Since I would have all the time, and would be the time- pardon this playwright. I let actions speak like a mime. And to me the world would pay attention- Since money would not buy my presence. I would fly too like inflation. Queens would bribe me with presents- Pregnant with prospects to beat time- stay young, Live long and reign. In every song like a chorus I would be sung- How untouchable is the time man. I would never be late for a date. I would **** death- Let life live long but it is too late, These are broken dreams- pangs of birth... I am not the time man- I need the time Amen... OutspokenArt# 2014 For Aaliyah
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 2:28 AM UTC
**IF I WAS THE TIME MAN**
Tick tock time travelling, Talking the walk- Time thoughts unravelling, And walking the talk. Think of time man- Churning time into ours and hours watch and learn- The magic of seconds and hours. Streets chasing me, and flee I would flee- whilst money could not buy me, Since time is money- but I would not grow on a money tree. But I would be on all hands- Black, white till pink, Both hour & second hands. I would write graffiti like street ink- And with time I would sky write, Since I would have all the time, and would be the time- pardon this playwright. I let actions speak like a mime. And to me the world would pay attention- Since money would not buy my presence. I would fly too like inflation. Queens would bribe me with presents- Pregnant with prospects to beat time- stay young, Live long and reign. In every song like a chorus I would be sung- How untouchable is the time man. I would never be late for a date. I would **** death- Let life live long but it is too late, These are broken dreams- pangs of birth... I am not the time man- I need the time Amen... OutspokenArt# 2014 For Aaliyah
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 2:28 AM UTC
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