Uploaded January 2018 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
"Time Is Precious" is Available Everywhere!
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Beat Produced by Epistra.
Lyrics Written by Unkle Adams.
Chorus Vocals by Hannah May.
Mixed and Mastered by Jared Robinson.
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Lyrics:
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
Work boots laced up name tag: Zachary
Another night shift headed to the factory
He didn’t like it he did it for his family
He didn’t see em’ much though such a tragedy
He slept days but barley cause the kids played
The weeks kept passing and his hair greyed
He was missing life but he had to get paid
A catch-22 tug of war in his brain
The day came to retire and he got a watch
How ironic cause most of his time was lost
He stared at it watching the second-hand tick
and then it hit
Right in the chest like a bucket of bricks
He was sixty-five what kind of life is this?
He muttered under his breath left and that’s the last
Time they saw Zach that night he died in a car crash
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
When she was a toddler her only problem
Was day-dreaming a little too often
Her and her brother grew and they blossomed
And in the distance she saw what she wanted
The thing that would make her feel so accomplished
She shared her dream with her Mom but she squashed it
Go to school and become an orthodontist
You need a steady job maybe in an office
Don’t be a dreamer her Mom made her promise
She was nine and she cried in her closet
The little hope that she had well she lost it
And as a teen she was taught just to process
What she was told not any other nonsense
But that stopped on the day that she walked in
To the arena to see the big concert
Her dream came back to become a pop star
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
A dream formed in him when he was fourteen
Lookin’ at the stars through the door screen
Of his apartment complex in Evergreen
Estates he was on the stage by seventeen
At least his body was full of booze and drugs
He saw the mic needed liquor though to pick it up
And when he spit it was hateful wicked stuff
Cause if it wasn’t everybody would just rip him up
The negativity attracted more hate
Mentally and physically he fell in a poor state
His inner wounds were covered by more booze
Many said he wouldn’t make it and the doubt loomed
So he set the mic down for a couple years
To transform his whole life he disappeared
Then he made a comeback and started to rap again
It was me I’m glad I didn’t pack it in
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
The Unkle Adams Entertainment Group © 2018 All Rights Reserved.
"Time Is Precious" is Available Everywhere!
Listen on the service of your choice: http://smarturl.it/tisp
Beat Produced by Epistra.
Lyrics Written by Unkle Adams.
Chorus Vocals by Hannah May.
Mixed and Mastered by Jared Robinson.
Link up with Unkle Adams:
Facebook: facebook.com/unkleadams
Snapchat: snapchat.com/add/unkleadams
Twitter: twitter.com/unkleadams
Instagram: instagram.com/unkleadams
Website: unkleadams.com
Lyrics:
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
Work boots laced up name tag: Zachary
Another night shift headed to the factory
He didn’t like it he did it for his family
He didn’t see em’ much though such a tragedy
He slept days but barley cause the kids played
The weeks kept passing and his hair greyed
He was missing life but he had to get paid
A catch-22 tug of war in his brain
The day came to retire and he got a watch
How ironic cause most of his time was lost
He stared at it watching the second-hand tick
and then it hit
Right in the chest like a bucket of bricks
He was sixty-five what kind of life is this?
He muttered under his breath left and that’s the last
Time they saw Zach that night he died in a car crash
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
When she was a toddler her only problem
Was day-dreaming a little too often
Her and her brother grew and they blossomed
And in the distance she saw what she wanted
The thing that would make her feel so accomplished
She shared her dream with her Mom but she squashed it
Go to school and become an orthodontist
You need a steady job maybe in an office
Don’t be a dreamer her Mom made her promise
She was nine and she cried in her closet
The little hope that she had well she lost it
And as a teen she was taught just to process
What she was told not any other nonsense
But that stopped on the day that she walked in
To the arena to see the big concert
Her dream came back to become a pop star
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
A dream formed in him when he was fourteen
Lookin’ at the stars through the door screen
Of his apartment complex in Evergreen
Estates he was on the stage by seventeen
At least his body was full of booze and drugs
He saw the mic needed liquor though to pick it up
And when he spit it was hateful wicked stuff
Cause if it wasn’t everybody would just rip him up
The negativity attracted more hate
Mentally and physically he fell in a poor state
His inner wounds were covered by more booze
Many said he wouldn’t make it and the doubt loomed
So he set the mic down for a couple years
To transform his whole life he disappeared
Then he made a comeback and started to rap again
It was me I’m glad I didn’t pack it in
Time is precious so
I won’t let it go
By no
This is my time
I will not
I will not
I will not
Let my dream die
The Unkle Adams Entertainment Group © 2018 All Rights Reserved.
