Ain't No Time To Rest - Onyx, Snowgoons, Dope D.O.D.

What’s up, man?

I’m tired of this graveyard shift, nigga

I’m telling you, man

Got me on him working, motherfucker, in middle of the night in shit

I’m sick of this shit too, nigga

The other day, motherfucker, I’m heard some shit in here

I’m like a: «What a fuck is going on?»

You know, what’s up

You get, right?

Hell yeah!

Two nights ago?

Two nights ago!

I heard the same shit

Yo, what some shit going on here, nigga?

I’m telling you, my nigga

It is

We gotta find a new line of work

Well, here we go

Y’all niggas must be dead

It’s time to wake da fuck up, niggas

What the fuck is it a library in this motherfucka?

Before we set it off

Let me put a check of the list

All you bitchass niggas you can rest in peace

My niggas streesed and depressed

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

I’m a mess, i’m dirty, i’m filty, probably guilty

The beast from the East where the beats is obese

Big drums, big drums nigga where Big from

Nigga got big guns, don’t talk, gun talk to us

This the way we walk in New York, come and walk with us

This a way, hip-hop is in a disarray

This is for my niggas who got a get it the pistol way

Then piss it away on strippers up in Scarlett’s

Queens niggas is wild, but Brooklyn is the wildest

Where niggas be robbing shit and rip you for your wallets

Yeah, i got a ghostwriter — Christopher Wallace

So get your rest B.I.G

My niggas streesed and depressed

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

You thought I was dead, but I’m alive and kicking

In the hood niggas love me like I’m fried chicken

Sticky Fingaz good my, my nines be licking

And I must be get a money, my palms is itching

Cause when you when you gotta a P99

Every everything is Free.99

Get dumped off get beat out his mind

Fucking with Sticky Fingaz must be out his mind

Are you insane?

It’s all your fault!

Get bodied over and over again and expecting different results

I don’t play games, eat candy, smile or joke

They’ll be checking and checking and checking but they ain’t getting no pulse

My niggas streesed and depressed

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

Skits: Shake 'em up!

Shake 'em up!

Wake 'em from the dead!

Shine 'em up!

Shine 'em up!

Half a bald head!

You’ll break a fuckin' leg trying to kick it with us

I’ll rip your skinny jean limbs off and piss on ya' arms

Jay: Now wake da fuck up!

Ya’ll niggas suffering from sleep paralysis

I had it with 'em amateurs, fucking with some savages

Feel the cold clutch of the Reaper 'round your neck

If you talk shit — i don’t forget.

Now who’s next?

Skits: Who’s next?

I’m here to take ya’ll with

Get 'em ready for the belly of the beast, we in a graveyard shift

Dro, Stick (Whaddup!) I just licked (Whaddup!)

I don’t give (No Fucks!) Put your middle fingers up!

Jay: Put your middle fingers up and say fuck that shit!

Onyx and Dope D.O.D — we fuck 'em up like this

Niggas looking for clout, their souls half the price

Well you gon' see enough clouds in the afterlife

My niggas streesed and depressed

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest

It’s time to wake up from the dead

Ain’t no time to rest