Goodie Mob F Sleepy Brown - In Due Time Lyrics
ChorusYou just keep your faith in meDon't act impatientlyYou'll never get where you need to beIn due timeEven when things go slowHold on and don't let goI'll give you what i owIn due timeVerse one:When that * be thinkin of cruisin'The braves cap is to the sideThinkin' the police gon' pull me overWith this * off in my rideSo i hide the brick of weedUnder the arm rest, under the leatherThinkin' of startin waysTo make my life a little betterThen the dope peddlerNever pay no * taxesTakin a chunk up out my checkAnd makin my rhymes just look like practiceBuyin' clothing, range rovingWith my folksDon't speak about the dirty southMy crew ain't bout no jokesI know some people don't like the way we flowBecause they envyThey talkin bout they * my *And that they could have been meYou lookin to be that butterflyWithout the caterpillarTake your time and do it rightCause you gon make itI swear myOr collapse 1Falling a victim to your greed boyYour looking to be big willieBut ou're still a seed boyThe information in my skullBe pokin' some of ya'll on the shoulderBut on the other side of the fenceThey got * breakin' bouldersFor quick moneyBridgeStruggle is just a part of my dayMany obstachave been placed in my wayI know the only reason that i make it throughIs because i never stop believing in youSome people wonder why we're here in the 1st placeThey can't believe because they ain't never seen your faceBut even when you pray, the next day you gotta tryCan it wait 4 nobody 2 come down out the skyYou've got to realize that the world's a testYou can only do your best and let him do the restYou've got your life, you've got your healthSo quit procrastinating and push it yourselfYou've got to realize that the world's a testYou can only do your best and let him do the restYou've got your life, you've got your healthSo quit procrastinatingVerse 2:Who said good folks is not supposed to dieThe same * that said * is not supposed to cryUnited states giving out milk and cheese to pacifyI'm sure they got a cure 4 a.i.d.s., but yet it's classifiedYou wonder why i spit the truth and not 2 make no doughTo make a differencefo' this * up and blowIn piece, i could thinkof many reasonsOnly when * is going bad you want to holla jesusI pledge allegiance, they got my knuckles bleedingFrom crawling , got these * thinkin they ballin'When they isn't, don't take my word,There's * off in prisonThat will tell yo, that's locked up 4 a long time and won't sell youNo flex, so congregation will turn you text,To the book of outkast, chapter 2, verse 1The 1st 1, that make me jump up and make a joyful noiseYou'se outkasted, meaning you now have a choice like thatChrous(repeat 2x)
