5 to 7 minutes to go, can you feel this?nYour life on the streets is done, forget the businessnYou get what you give, another day another dead onenPicture me out on the edge with the half a tonnenTryin' to move it on up, tryin' to move the fuck outnYou ain't Billy the kid, you ain't no ghetto son with cloutnNo doubt you had it hard, just a shard from the mirrornThat went out nnYeah we're all very worried about you,nYeah we're all very worried about you, nAnd if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,nAnd if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up,nAnd if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,nAnd if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you upnnYou was a little out of line but you acted like you carednAnd from now on, your life, and his, forever barenI'm out on the streets, hearin' bullshit for weeksnI think it's time for you and me to meetnAnd if it's all minor scales and the check ain't in the mailnWhile you feelin' like you failed, wind blowin' past your sailnNice place to live now son, where you gonna run?nUnderstand where we comin' from, put down the gun