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Текст песни Jim Crow - One of These Days

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Hook:One of these daysAnd it won`t be longYou`ll look for meAnd I`ll be goin` homeGotta hold onGotta be strongCuz people don`t live that long no moreNow I been off in the cutI wish I knew from the gitPlenty money on the tableBut this thang is a bitchAnd can`t see nothinSee you blind as hellThis change that I gotDon`t mean shit if we don`t sellForget what ya tell, PlayboyLookin forward to buyin my momma a cribAnd tell it like it isThat`s the dealDecatur been hea`Stay down what ya feelI miss my boy every damn day, for realSeem like last week that ?????? was hereAt the crib gettin blownDamn, I wish I knownedHow this woulda turned outTo have a nigga stressinI`m prayin every night to thank the Lord for my blessinConfessin to change, just ain`t the sameWhen it`s meThat`s hard as steelI had to lose my folk to seeResevoirs run dry where ya knees don`t bendI could poor a fifth of HenBut it ain`t enough in the end, cuzHookLook aroundHow many people hereHow many people goneHow many times you done sang that songIt`s so hard to say goodbyeThat`s what we say when the kinfolks dieMy homeboy TwainOh, he goin through a thangSo let it be knownWhen momma gone, shit gon` changeI feel his painBut it don`t rain, everydayEverybody got a life to liveSome choose to playBut regardless how ya live itMan, we all got to give itAin`t no need to fight itJust let God handle his businessCan I get a witness, ha?I know sometimes I call girls hoesAnd I be cussin when I`m bustin my flowsI try to tighten upBut dollar signs keep lightin upIn front of my faceAnd I can taste it so I`m on this paper chaseWaistin, my precious timeTryin to paste my grimeUnaware of the finish lineNiggas dyin, cuzHookNow my past is goneAnd my future ain`t shitMight as well hit a lick, cuz time tickAnd split second decisions decide if I live or dieForever rest face to the skyLife is like a motor burnin outYou done heard it word a mouthAnd in the south everyday a title boutBetween myself and IEye to eye without a clueIf it angers me it endangers youTo the point where you got to smoke a joint`Cause you frustratedCussin out the girl you was datinNigga, that girl trippin, leave herShe feed you good, keep herOr smokin on this reeferI teach her, how to be seen and not be seenThe phone ring, broad tryna` sell me dreamsIt`s just a fling, but some, don`t understandSome, won`t understandHash in the hand better than ass in the jeanI gotta get the cheese by any means necassaryBullshit done got my cousin buriedThe way ya carry, done got his life tookThe love of money niggas get hookedQuicker than crackAnd that`s a fact you find in no bookAnd you can sho` lookBut you won`t find noneLife`s a card game with no shuffleI got the bad hand, tryna` bluffTouchin pain, flushin shit down the drainTrain ya girl to run trainsNow who to blame?Hook

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