Time After Time

<br>We gonna ball till we fall<br>Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2<br><br>Chorus:<br>If you`re lost and you look then you will find me<br>Time after time (only time will tell)<br>If you fall I will catch you I`ll be waiting <br>Time after time<br><br>Kane:<br>The ghetto`s tryin to kill me<br>That`s why I stay faded and stoned<br>Cause when I leave the house I never know if I`m comin home<br>Bullets got no name it`s the dirty game<br>Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame<br>The homie got popped six times needs surgery<br>Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me<br>I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay<br>He`s locked up on his little girl`s first birthday<br>To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em`<br>I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em`<br>You fall then we fall I be there when you need me<br>Its easy all you gotta do is beep me<br><br>Chorus x3<br><br>(Rapping while chorus is still going)<br>Master P:<br>We gonna ball till we fall<br>We`re real soldiers we`ll be there when the homies call<br><br>Master P:<br>This Ghetto Got Me trapped<br>And homies I feel your pain<br>See these streets is like a living hell <br>and the devil be the dope man<br>And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder<br>My little nephew`s a crack baby<br>When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle<br>These streets got me doin` shit that I really don`t want to<br>But niggas gotta be strapped <br>with bulletproof vest or homies will ride<br>Through and just blast on you<br>And the game got me trippin<br>But you know I`m never slippin<br>And every bitch wit a pretty face and a big butt<br>U can`t just jump in a pool skinny-dippin<br>Cause you know what life ain`t the same nigga<br>And I mean times can change keep your eyes on your enemy<br>If you a hustler get what you got to get and get out man<br>Cause ah see these streets they don`t pay to be dumb<br>And real homies stick together like Kane and Able, P and down to ride <br>When the time come<br><br>Chorus x2<br><br>(Rapping while chorus still going)<br>Master P:<br>We gonna ball till we fall<br>We`re real soldiers we`ll be there when the homies call x2<br><br>Abel:<br>I watched my nieces and nephews grow<br>Before my very eyes<br>I pray that they could make somethin` out of their lives<br>You could lose your breath at the speed of light<br>What if I`m deaf chasin` dream`s in the heat of the night<br>You might could lose your sight<br>In these streets ain`t no peace<br>What your eyes see the last man standing off his feet<br>But times have changed neva love material thangs<br>If I could promise anythang you gonna leave the way you came<br>Check my homie Sean Digs doin` life plus one<br>(So) when he called me collect to accept I press one<br>My Benz is your Benz, my house is your home<br>If you eva need a friend then call Abel on the phone<br><br>Chorus x3<br>(Yo)<br>(This is for the real ballers and players out there)<br>(Time after time)<br>(Haha)<br>(Gonna ball till` we fall <br>but we gotta be there when the homies call)<br>(We bout it bout it)<br>(For real send a few dollars to your boy <br>in the penitentiary keep your boy on the streets)<br>(You know what real homies stick together <br>they don`t turn on each other remember that)<br>(No Limit family baby)<br>(Master P, Kane, and Abel)<br>(To the world)<br>(Haha)<br>(We`re here when all our homies need us <br>though you heard me ain`t nothing changed)<br>(Just gotta live with changin through <br>cuz it still the same though it still the same)<br>(Down for whateva)<br>(No Limit For Life Baby)