Wastin' Time (No More) Produced by Allah Mathematics
Please pull the plug if the drugs are winning Cuz the high will keep your world spinning Wasted time, thought about the high with fam True the cash was there, and the stash was there And I thought that Forever that the Wu was there Wasted time, on hoes, pussy and clothes I'm the Don of the rose, it's the life I chose Baby mamas are the worst, bitches don't even work Yet the coach bag matches with your hat and your skirt So I swept for no reason, disappeared for seasons Room may be padded, but damn, it's more easy Beautiful girls tease me, they see the sleaze in me But I'ma stay Dirty, except the snake No more will I waste the cake, no more will I run from Jake No more will I make mistakes, no more will I waste the time (nope)
[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] No more will you spit in my drink, no more will you poison me I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside No more will I run and hide, wastin' time No more will I taste the drugs, no more will I dodge the slugs I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside No more will I run and hide, no more will I run and hide No more will I waste the time
[Ol' Dirty Bastard] I walk on a dirty trail of cash and L's Red Rose, you get high when I exhale Jumped bail cuz the judge promised my ass jail West Coast couldn't hide me, the world's an audience Passed out from the high like Martin Lawrence Had me in the room next to Sarah Connor's But my problem's much greater than any Terminator Not one visit from fam, just letters from fans Saying "Dirt keep ya head up and fuck getting wet up" The Roc told me to sign on the dotted line "Welcome home, Russell Jones, you've been wastin' time" Rocked up a little, bling bling a little Now every roach in the cracks wanna jump in the Ac' Every cat in the front gotta ride in the back You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac At last...