Artist: Joe Budden Album: No Love Lost Song: My Time Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Joe Budden] The alternate route is a long one But ultimately in the end it gets you to the same exact destination Yessir~! The journey's been long And the wins have been short But today, none of that matters [Joe Budden] The time is now, zoom, get close The ego is gone, the room is for growth The talent is there, the feelin is new I mean, bottom is gone but the ceiling is too I was higher than Whitney, headed toward the top again E'rything I write crack like it's with a +Bobby+ pen/pin But it's more than what you hear in a song The wings are extended, the fear is gone Hold up, the clips are loaded, safety is off The business is in the black, I ain't takin a loss Hold up, standards are high, hoes never hold out The tourin is cool, the shows always sold out The foes are mad, but fuck it no one else cares The kicks are custom, you'll never see 'em elsewhere The stakes are high, the risk is crucial And they love to hate me, but I love it when they do too [Chorus: Joe Budden] I've been waiting here for so long Gotta take what's mine Since time will never wait Who am I to stand up fate? It's my time... It's my time... It's my time [Joe Budden] Look, I've been hurt, I could pull up scars Now the Earth is my pull-up bar The journey was long, the roads were slim Though I thank God today I probably owe it to sin Uh, streets were hungry, I was torn apart Even though them jails were cold they warmed my heart Was livin the worst but prayed for the best Ain't have a thing given to me, had to rape success Had to be used for approval, had to use whatever was useful Had to act old even when youthful Money don't make me, that ain't what I'd kill for Cause I was richer than I'd ever been, and was still poor Some never thought he would propel Some talked to me just to speak to themselves Some broke they arm all while reachin for wealth So when you come in the game make sure you leave with yourself Joey [Chorus] [Joe Budden] We all got demons, a few I rivaled Looked 'em in the eye and they became suicidal They thought it couldn't happen, they were too prideful His head's an ornament on the wall as proof I survived you Bills were high, money was low Strip club was poppin, wasn't money to go Goin nowhere fast, but drugs was a one stop Couldn't shine sellin that tan, I had my sun blocked Now I'm on acres, the house, and a loft The women are foreign, their blouses are off It's a whole new me, I redefined my style And since yesterday's gone I guess the time is now [Chorus]