Lyrics:

yclef (Monica)]Monica you ready, oh yeahMan she look so goodRolling through the hoodGod bless the dead (bless the dead)Jer
ry Wonder knock on woodShe was a ghetto queen, yeahTurned into a fiend, yeahNight I heard her scream? to a nightmare dream,
oh yeah (oh)[Wyclef]She was mine, she was popShe was hip, she was hotShe was too fly, butterflyIt was her time, her time
It was her time, her timeSo much dope on the streetsThat I'm praying for peaceBut the poor gotta eatTalking bout my timeE
verybody say it's my time, oh yeah[Wyclef (Monica)]Baby girl, the world is yours, just look throughThat open door, I'll be
there for youIf you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world[Monica]Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sadI'l
l be your joy, I'm still your friendAnd I'm a love you till the end[Monica]Said he looks so realWhen he was running on the
football fieldI love the cheerleader scream his nameEven in ? he had gameBut didn't show up at the class reunionAnd when I
asked one of my girls what happenedThat's when they told me he got life in prisonCaught up in the systemTrying to be a king
pinThe story never ever ends[Monica (Wyclef)]He was mine, he was fineHe was hip, he was hotHe was too fly, butterflyIt w
as his time, it was his time (oh why, oh why, oh why)So much dope on the streetsAnd I'm praying for peaceBut the poor gotta
eatTalking