Представляем точный текст композиции "One Of These Days" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jim Crow . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «One Of These Days» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jim Crow передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jim Crow - "One Of These Days"
Lyrics to One Of These Days : [Hook:] One of these days And it wont be long Youll look for me And Ill be goin home Gotta hold on Gotta be strong Cuz people dont live that long no more Now I been off in the cut I wish I knew from the git Plenty money on the table But this thang is a bitch And cant see nothin See you blind as hell This change that I got Dont mean shit if we dont sell Forget what ya tell, Playboy Lookin forward to buyin my momma a crib And tell it like it is Thats the deal Decatur been hea Stay down what ya feel I miss my boy every damn day, for real Seem like last week that '''''' was here At the crib gettin blown Damn, I wish I knowned How this woulda turned out To have a nigga stressin Im prayin every night to thank the Lord for my blessin Confessin to change, just aint the same When its me Thats hard as steel I had to lose my folk to see Resevoirs run dry where ya knees dont bend I could poor a fifth of Hen But it aint enough in the end, cuz [Hook] Look around How many people here How many people gone How many times you done sang that song Its so hard to say goodbye Thats what we say when the kinfolks die My homeboy Twain Oh, he goin through a thang So let it be known When momma gone, shit gon change I feel his pain But it dont rain, everyday Everybody got a life to live Some choose to play But regardless how ya live it Man, we all got to give it Aint no need to fight it Just let God handle his business Can I get a witness, ha' I know sometimes I call girls hoes And I be cussin when Im bustin my flows I try to tighten up But dollar signs keep lightin up In front of my face And I can taste it so Im on this paper chase Waistin, my precious time Tryin to paste my grime Unaware of the finish line Niggas dyin, cuz [Hook] Now my past is gone And my future aint shit Might as well hit a lick, cuz time tick And split second decisions decide if I live or die Forever rest face to the sky Life is like a motor burnin out You done heard it word a mouth And in the south everyday a title bout Between myself and I Eye to eye without a clue If it angers me it endangers you To the point where you got to smoke a joint Cause you frustrated Cussin out the girl you was datin Nigga, that girl trippin, leave her She feed you good, keep her Or smokin on this reefer I teach her, how to be seen and not be seen The phone ring, broad tryna sell me dreams Its just a fling, but some, dont understand Some, wont understand Hash in the hand better than ass in the jean I gotta get the cheese by any means necassary Bullshit done got my cousin buried The way ya carry, done got his life took The love of money niggas get hooked Quicker than crack And thats a fact you find in no book And you can sho look But you wont find none Lifes a card game with no shuffle I got the bad hand, tryna bluff Touchin pain, flushin shit down the drain Train ya girl to run trains Now who to blame' [Hook] [ One Of These Days Lyrics ]
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