Yeah, yeah, uh huh



                      Race against time, ha part two



                      You know, haha, 



                      Uh, c'mon



                      Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha



                    Nothin like the future

                    [Verse 1]



                      Guess who's back to personify money, power, and bitches



                      But when bitches been gettin money, that when shit get ridiculous



                      I'm hittin switches like six fo's, bouncin and leanin



                      The west coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon



                      And the rock is all stashed up



                      Roll up a little diesel, keep it hashed up



                      Then +Holla, Holla+ at the whores, is hollerin back



                      Let 'em know a few facts like if your ridin, your back's slidin



                      This is the 'Race Against Time' and I ain't got time to waste



                      To give chase, I put a hole in your fin



                      But your head to the barrel like DJ's is spinnin



                      Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so hood



                      But what's really hood, when you ain't doin your hood 



                      no motherfuckin good, and bein misunderstood



                      I would die if I could, Rule the lion



                      And I'ma keep "ri-da-da-da-da-in"

                    [Chorus - 2X]



                      Race against time, I - can't stop



                      Runnin through the red light - livin my life



                      Even if I'm gettin too hot



                      Still I can't stop - "Ri-da-da-da-din"

                    [Verse 2]



                      Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six



                      This cocaine was heavily mixed



                      And all them niggaz had a fixation for bad reputation



                      For pimpin hoes, and shootin fo, to bring the free basin



                      If this is time erasin, the devil is runnin like Bettis



                      And got his guns out lookin for ways to behead us



                      You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'ma slow it down



                      Turn back the hands of time with the 40 Cal



                      Claimin your style is the realest, so I'ma define the meanin of murder, it's killer



                      You outta your mind, the burner's designed for the fill up



                      No gas, and when I spits like acid



                      smoke weed, but blow ether, spit ashes 



                      cause young Rule in his prime like 'Clay Cassius'



                      Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and passion



                      For when I die niggaz keep "ri-da-da-da-din"

                    [Chorus]

                    [Verse 3]



                      If Jesus Christ was criticized, then why not me



                      What the fuck am I special, I struck a deal with the devil



                      Haha, every kid a prophet, which one seem like its logic



                      Me in church, or me in bed with bitches managen



                      I can chase like sergeant, addictive like heroin



                      Outsiders just lookin in, through a barrel that's pinned to the peep hole



                      They seein all or nothin like Jazz from Clisco



                      Hit 'em up and let's go, jump over the threshold



                      I just got married to bangin pistol, drugs and other shit



                      Feel in love with a bitch that I call crime



                      She reminded me that nobody can beat time



                      If you get enough of it nigga



                      So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the trigger



                      Thinkin that the music we feel would be somethin different



                      But this the same old criminal vibin



                      I ain't hidin, I'ma keep "ri-da-da-da-din"

                    [Chorus]