[Verse] [Lyrical onslaught] Mackin in the back of this lac gettin lapped up rollin pounds smokin loud like a Mac truck, stacking racks to the max reppin wrapped up, back the fuck up and back down or get smacked up I'm a diesel a semi dog ima demi god better believe you gonna see me God sun melts away my problems and pain the rain has finally stopped silently fame gone and topped me off fact dropped a hundred racks on a audi just to chop the top off just to look on the faces of haters as I drive by my heart races as I slide my hand on the pipe I hittem wit them fire watchem burn inside my light nobody can stop my shine ever its betterment be the better man scram or get heaven sent, heaven sent me to this Earth to cleanse it of this seven cent rap and send it to the pits were its a wrap like a sammy hand me the mic I'll tell you all that you can be everything you put your mind to that's all you have to do [Chorus] It is our time, It is our time It is our time Get to the back of the line, Steadily grippin the nine, Fuck wit da light get spined, Noone can muck up our shine, It is our time! [Verse 2] [Chopper flow] Codein in my cup, low key I'm fucked up, don't trip it I'm fine, keep on sippins on my mind, i tellem all tha time, sip the surp until im mimed, sobers a hella hill to climb, even though the snow, the party never stop though, fuck a cop show, I letda chopper go, sprayem soppy soaked, sloppy wit da toppy yo, wet a milli hoes, down wit da hoes, callit moppa flow, swell up on this Fuego blow, hit your bitch head on wit my mayo, hey yo! call me Scott hall, i got a call, from the label, they say the game ain't able, to handle this guap stable, ballin like were fable, keep the grub up on our tables, or trappin is an option, get yo shit on like we hall in, we dem u haul, ship dem bricks to you all, fuck you talkin, bout, we hit yo back with da pow, make your bitch ass bow, major chink, wrist on fleek, neck wet like a sink, fuckin dont blink, or youll miss everything, best believe, we, in this bitch for a minute man, better dont sleep on us cus, we bustin mugs for bluffin, respect what you see keep duckin, the fuckin molly be, sizzling, in ma body b, I'ma king, tip the waiter a hunud g, i'm a g, fuck the utha lettaz, need a sweata, my ice, make ya chedda, look never nice, lyrics on sum supa spice, fuck out ma face I'ma nice, guy till u try me, tooly smokin like a chimney, santa giving gifts, I'ma lift,ya bitch ass to da sky, bruh me and my gang on some rifle stuff grab the duffle boy shooting at yo feet like shuffle bruh me and r some tough ol thugs burnin wood dem snuff drugs cus I fuck yo bitch till her toes shrug nam sayn all ma hatas got me skatin like blades a glory dat mAh story bottles up just to pour me get right for me forties... [Chorus] It is our time It is our time It is our time Get to the back of the line, Steadily grippin the nine, Fuck wit da light get spined, Noone can muck up our shine, It is our time!