"Race Against Time Part 2" lyrics
"Race Against Time Part 2"
(feat. Ja Rule)
(from "The Fast And The Furious" soundtrack)
[Tank:]
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
More like consequences, repercussions
Deep discussions about my loved ones
Didn't know paper had a price on it
That your ice might have your life on it
The cost to ball ain't changed, but I'm trying to
Red lights flashing, but I keep on through
Mom said paper ain't everything
Baby girl want a wedding ring, I wish that I could sing
Ooh, I'm moving too fast (moving too fast)
Ooh, I'm not gonna last (I know, I know, I know)
Ooh, smile down on me (God be smiling down on me)
Ain't got much time, made up my mind
I'm gonna keep on through, whatever comes is mine
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
Oh, please, nobody cry for me
'Cause I, wanna see you smile for me
When I die, look through my window, to the soul
Tell me if you see Tank living to grow old
'Cause too many niggas done died for what I hold
The talent to warm a world which is so cold
Take me, save me, before I'm crazy
The only reason I live is for my baby
[Ja Rule:]
Never did you tell me that
Life ain't a game
Maybe if you told me this
Shit might've change
But now I'm just racing against time, trying to survive
And see why, y'all niggas thrive over nigga's vibe
If you gonna live, know you gonna die
If you gonna steal, know you gotta lie
Get drunk and stay high
Don't de-nigga-ny, 'cause they'll never take me alive
Feel me, Lord, I'm running out of time
[Tank:]
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
Ooh, I'm moving too fast (moving too fast)
Ooh, I'm not gonna last (at this rate I'm not gonna survive)
Ooh, smile down on me (smile down on me)
Ain't got much time, made up my mind
I'm gonna keep on through, whatever comes is mine (gonna keep running)
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
In my race against time I can't stop
Running through the red light, living my life
Even if I'm getting too high
I'ma keep running through the red light
Writer(s): Jeffrey B. Atkins, Irving Domingo Lorenzo, Durrell Babbs, Robert Mays
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- Tank Lyrics
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