Stolen Moments (feat. Black Thought) - Part II
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
Well, It's a frantic situation
It's a
Extra salty 'cause whoever beat me, got me for this 31 inch
And this Alpha Bailey jacket I just bought me
Out of snapping, my guy tried to talk me
But what could get me halfway calm was this Donny Hathaway song
The tape that it was on I had wanted while I was gone
But forgot to pack it, in fact it was in that jacket
This demo, it's time to track it and lay it down
Now this somebody I know or somebody I stay around
Day before I broke out, niggas was over my crib getting smoked out
No telling who had the place scoped out
Dot had brought over some niggas I didn't know
I'm asking who are you, they said I'm here with them all
If it was them, soon I'ma collide with them
And they better not be rocking no new Iversons
Then it could have been this hype that usually shovel my snow
If I'm out of town or not, by my car he would know
Now it might have been this stripper I met at Pinkhouse party
Thick, but my furniture wasn't worth her body
What if it was this nigga I let sleep in my crib?
They had a set of keys, but that I wasn't trying to believe
But I couldn't put it past him or them other bastards
It'd be ass backwards for me to ask if they did it
'Cause whoever did ain't gon' admit it
The blunt and dirty dishes is my only exhibit
Wondering if I should give it a rest and through the wind it might surface
'Cause telling the law, Joe, is worthless, uh
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Wherever you are
Whoever you are
Check it out
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Wherever you are
Whoever you are
Check it out
(Right, yeah, uh)
(Mystery)
(Common sense)
(Ride with you, man)
Hey yo, Ra
Yo, what's up, dawg, M?
Yo, this your third album right?
Yeah
You know, niggas wanna see what type of shit you gon' come with this time, know what I'm saying?
Bro, you know as usual, I'ma try to go in and just come with some soulful shit
What's up with the beats, though? I need some joints from you, for real
Yo, I just flipped this one last night, check it out
Here you go, right here
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
It's a frantic situation
Well, It's a frantic situation
It's a
Extra salty 'cause whoever beat me, got me for this 31 inch
And this Alpha Bailey jacket I just bought me
Out of snapping, my guy tried to talk me
But what could get me halfway calm was this Donny Hathaway song
The tape that it was on I had wanted while I was gone
But forgot to pack it, in fact it was in that jacket
This demo, it's time to track it and lay it down
Now this somebody I know or somebody I stay around
Day before I broke out, niggas was over my crib getting smoked out
No telling who had the place scoped out
Dot had brought over some niggas I didn't know
I'm asking who are you, they said I'm here with them all
If it was them, soon I'ma collide with them
And they better not be rocking no new Iversons
Then it could have been this hype that usually shovel my snow
If I'm out of town or not, by my car he would know
Now it might have been this stripper I met at Pinkhouse party
Thick, but my furniture wasn't worth her body
What if it was this nigga I let sleep in my crib?
They had a set of keys, but that I wasn't trying to believe
But I couldn't put it past him or them other bastards
It'd be ass backwards for me to ask if they did it
'Cause whoever did ain't gon' admit it
The blunt and dirty dishes is my only exhibit
Wondering if I should give it a rest and through the wind it might surface
'Cause telling the law, Joe, is worthless, uh
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Wherever you are
Whoever you are
Check it out
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Hey, sucker nigga, whoever you are
Wherever you are
Whoever you are
Check it out
(Right, yeah, uh)
(Mystery)
(Common sense)
(Ride with you, man)
Hey yo, Ra
Yo, what's up, dawg, M?
Yo, this your third album right?
Yeah
You know, niggas wanna see what type of shit you gon' come with this time, know what I'm saying?
Bro, you know as usual, I'ma try to go in and just come with some soulful shit
What's up with the beats, though? I need some joints from you, for real
Yo, I just flipped this one last night, check it out
Here you go, right here
Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Ernest Dion Wilson
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Auditorium, Vol. 1
- A Beautiful Revolution Pt. 1 & 2
- A Beautiful Revolution (Pt 2)
- When We Move [Feat. Black Thought & Seun Kuti]
- Imagine [Feat. PJ]
- A Beautiful Revolution (Pt .1 / Video Album)
- A Beautiful Revolution (Pt 1)
- Good Morning Love - A COLORS SHOW
- Let Love
- Show Me That You Love [Feat. Jill Scott & Samora Pinderhughes]
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