Letra Time after time Kane & Abel

Time after time

We gonna ball till we fall
Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2

Chorus:
If youre lost and you look then you will find me
Time after time (only time will tell)
If you fall I will catch you Ill be waiting
Time after time

Kane:
The ghettos tryin to kill me
Thats why I stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if Im comin home
Bullets got no name its the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me
I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay
Hes locked up on his little girls first birthday
To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em
I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em
You fall then we fall I be there when you need me
Its easy all you gotta do is beep me

Chorus x3

(rapping while chorus is still going)
Master p:
We gonna ball till we fall
Were real soldiers well be there when the homies call

Master p:
This ghetto got me trapped
And homies I feel your pain
See these streets is like a living hell
And the devil be the dope man
And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder
My little nephews a crack baby
When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle
These streets got me doin shit that I really dont want to
But niggas gotta be strapped
With bulletproof vest or homies will ride
Through and just blast on you
And the game got me trippin
But you know Im never slippin
And every bitch wit a pretty face and a big butt
U cant just jump in a pool skinny-dippin
Cause you know what life aint the same nigga
And I mean times can change keep your eyes on your enemy
If you a hustler get what you got to get and get out man
Cause ah see these streets they dont pay to be dumb
And real homies stick together like kane and able, p and down to ride
When the time come

Chorus x2

(rapping while chorus still going)
Master p:
We gonna ball till we fall
Were real soldiers well be there when the homies call x2

Abel:
I watched my nieces and nephews grow
Before my very eyes
I pray that they could make somethin out of their lives
You could lose your breath at the speed of light
What if Im deaf chasin dreams in the heat of the night
You might could lose your sight
In these streets aint no peace
What your eyes see the last man standing off his feet
But times have changed neva love material thangs
If I could promise anythang you gonna leave the way you came
Check my homie sean digs doin life plus one
(so) when he called me collect to accept I press one
My benz is your benz, my house is your home
If you eva need a friend then call abel on the phone

Chorus x3
(yo)
(this is for the real ballers and players out there)
(time after time)
(haha)
(gonna ball till we fall
But we gotta be there when the homies call)
(we bout it bout it)
(for real send a few dollars to your boy
In the penitentiary keep your boy on the streets)
(you know what real homies stick together
They dont turn on each other remember that)
(no limit family baby)
(master p, kane, and abel)
(to the world)
(haha)
(were here when all our homies need us
Though you heard me aint nothing changed)
(just gotta live with changin through
Cuz it still the same though it still the same)
(down for whateva)
(no limit for life baby)