Due Time
I feel you my friend,
hustling your mean's your justified end
it's tough on these streets,just needing a chance
it's a different world,a different game
a different play on the stage of hard finance
In order to keep your boat afloat
you have to go out and mingle with the goat's
grazing on anything,especially green
all you want is your fill of oat's
Tired of all these bit's and fodder
all this stuff that really doe'snt matter
heavy in debt from all the wrong doing
hangin' your head as if your the one that's losin'
Drowning in tear's from years of fear
searching for the life to lift your cheer
deep in your heart you keep your LOVE near
the one thing they can't take.......
.............................................your time will appear......
We all pay our due's,and so will you.....
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