Dru Bex - Lessons in Time

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)

Written by:
ANTONIO MARQUET SMITH, DENNIS DUNKLEY, JEREMY RODNEY HALL

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