Mista Masta - I Got Time Lyrics

I Got Time to smoke some weed
Just kicking it up off my feet yeah
All the pain and the hurt is liquified
This only happens when I'm high

A lover like no other, got a face that's so kind
A devil in disguise with cruel intentions inside
Constantly reminding how you're better than me, but my
Memory's hazy dazy breathing THC

And I'm sick of all your bitchin, about eternal enlistment
How I haven't been consistent with my verbal commitment, I'm a
Seeker looking under all the tables and chairs, to find
Mary in my hand to take my mind elsewhere

Cuz every day it's somptin' new, a constant bout
Invisible opponents tryin' to tap me out
The pressures all collapse on me with a vice-like grip
But I can remedy em all with just a flick of my Bic

I got time, to smoke some weed
Just kickin' it up off my feet, yeah yeah oh
All the pain and the hurt is liquified
This only happens when I'm high

A knight in shining armor coming off the big screen
A carpenter for hire here to build your dream, you want the
Strong, silent type, filled with love and protection
A statue of David with a permanent erection

And you run your f*ckin mouth over my imperfections
Got a 20 round clip, firing bullshit questions
My dirty little secrets and you pressing my infractions
Caring less about the answer but dissecting my reaction

Now you're drowning me in lagoons, full of expectations, but
I'm choosin' not to booze away the complications
You criticize and judge, based on shit from my past
Tally up my number, any higher than your last

Now you're a walking revelation and I'm dreading the plagues
Your Form of apologizing's got you spreading your legs
Just right then she's headin' toward the bed, I stop her en route, I said
Nah go f*ck yourself, I think I'll sit this one out

I Got Time to smoke some weed
Just kicking it up off my feet yeah
All the pain and the hurt is liquified
This only happens when I'm high

Planning out my life like an architect,
Handing me a blueprint on the day we first met,
I'm a prisoner within in your walls, always doing what I'm told
Now, and you're ripping apart my soul, forcin' me through your mold

Well now my fingers stained with blood cut from razors below
From picking white shells out from between my toes
I'm on the 5-0 shift, it's a 9 to 5 siesta, now get the f*ck out before I have em arrest ya

I Got Time to smoke some weed
Just kicking it up off my feet yeah
All the pain and the hurt is liquified
This only happens when I'm high

I Got Time to smoke some weed
Just kicking it up off my feet yeah
All the pain and the hurt is liquified
This only happens when I'm high