
Lessons in Time ft. Mission Lyrics
- Genre:World Music/Folklore
- Year of Release:2018
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Lyrics
Lessons in Time ft. Mission - Dru Bex
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Verse 1:
This time-this time-this time I had to bring the flow back,
melodies on tracks, I own that
/But I'm good with the raps like I'm serving up shawarma
, throw some Tabasco on that bad boy/Watch me snap like Kodak,
my past be black like Kodak
could hardly bear like Kodiak
’til I got rid of ‘I', that's Kodak
Gave God control, you stop drop and roll
this that fire/that rock n’ roll,
the grave had a rolling stone ,
now we lift Him higher/
look, I hope this inspire,
don’t let time zip right by yah/
get right with God because to see you win is His desire
Hook (Mission):
Even if they tried,
couldn’t hold up the blessing,
I done seen a child who was holding the Wesson/Even in the trials keep forward progression
all those past lossed I seen them as lessons/
I been on the grind all day and all night,
Mama said “they hit you first then you sure better fight”
I learned it all with time, learned it all with time
Verse 2:
As a youngin’ I was told
, I was, told that I would prob’ly go, prob’ly/go and find myself in jail,
they actually took me in front of a cell, the cop said/“
young boy, who just lost his mamma
, you’ll be dealing with a lot of trauma
/if you don’t get your head right now you’ll be dealing with a lot of drama”/
I suppose it worked, I stayed on my toes, got in some trouble
/but better I knew then to follow the ways of my bros, who ended up dead or imprisoned/
they getting tattoos of the scriptures but I pray they read them and hope they get wisdom
/I gotta get better at checking on friends in general, I hope that they listen
Hook
Verse 3:
Mama died when I was seven years old but she left me with some lessons
/never let them get the best of your soul, drive you down into depression/
brotha, never answer back a curse with another curse, just heap blessings
/sista, never take some temporary heat as perm, just keep pressing, wooh!
/your a king not a peasant, wooh! your an eagle not a pheasant, wooh!
/When you learning from the past that’s a real gift, that’s why it’s called the present wooh!/
every time I give you something new it’s like I’m serving you delicatessen
/I just hit you with the soup, next up is the salad ‘cause there’s just some things that need addressing (a dressing)