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Title: Throughout
The Years Artist: Mr Jinx Label: Oh Eye Year: 2001 |
Last Modified:
22nd July 2002 Transcribed by: Mr.hiz@ukhh.com Contact: qed@ukhh.com Artist Discography |
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Throughout the years, I've seen many smiles and many tears and some how I learned to come to terms with my fears as I'd sip beers, and puff spliffs with my peers, there's nothing for going in, I'm all eyes and ears all for the one, as long as one is in for all, I recall on times past just to see how I've evolved I've been involved in shady shit but I relinquish, cos in this life a yo it's hard to distinguish good from bad and situations turned ugly, I show no praise to fake gods up above me I show my love see, to those who deserve it, that's like getting respect but only when you earn it at 15 I started puffing cannabis sativa, but only now and then I couldn't dig any deeper at 16 I'm just your average school leaver, no fucking job and no benefits either so what I do? I hang all day with my crew, and all night too, puffing spliffs drinking brew committing breakings and ex amount of drug taking, but yo, there's no cash profit to be making from selling I'm telling the truth it's like this, the profits get smoked up quick or gets sniffed at one seven discovered mushrooms and LSD, I'd trip for weeks rolling in crews 20 deep street corners and woodlands, anywhere I could hang I would hang bang beats and keep it good man cos if you got the shit then spark it, but when the police come it's hood up and disappear into the darkness before 18 I calmed down a little, I was sticking more to just a smoke and little tipple got myself a girl, I got myself a job, a means to an end though that's a problem not solved cos the wages is shit, like the hours and the work you ever felt like your life's cursed man it hurts so 13 months later got the sack but didn't care, it was too monotonous I had to get out of there, now I'm 20 years old and going nowhere, so my woman's next to go but a yo I won't go there cos sometimes all you need to get by is a girlie, and sometimes it's them who put you in your grave early from being stressed out yo fuck that I want to stretch out, sip my rum and read my sets out my mum she calls my jobless bum, but son, she knows just exactly where in hell I'm coming from an alcoholic father who abused us and bruised us, so whatever happens now I know never to abuse trust and be wary of those you trust mostly, keep your friends close and watch your enemies closely who knows me? only a chosen few, yards my crew all see how we do who really knows me? only a chosen few, yards my crew all see, check, that's how we do. | |||
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