Evidence, Blu, Phonte - For Whom The Bell Tolls lyrics
[Evidence, Blu, Phonte - For Whom The Bell Tolls lyrics]
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Uh this is my last day, this is my last era
Wifey sitting front row running her mascara
And I'm laid out STIFF like my last pair of
Starch jeans it seems that all my past errors
Don't even matter cause
I ain't even mad at God
I just think the saddest part
Is I don't wanna go
Cause who the hell knows for
Whom the bell tolls
I was, chilling with my peoples just
Out on Melrose with Blu and Evidence lamping
In our shell toes
Drinking brew and tapping bitches
On the el-bow
Then WHOA! - Another chapter closes well
When they start to toll, it's
Just yo' time to bail, yeah
Some people live their life to die
Some people live to try, and fly
And fly sky high
Some people live their life to ride
Ride cause they riders
Some people talk that jive
Some people live their life to lie
I live my life to open up my eyes real wide
Wi-wide some people wanna live blind
And walk the road
Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
Uh, bells and whistles, they shooting
Could smell the pistols
They never EVER hit or miss
- it's the real official
Bulls eye target, like New Jack Carter
The harder it gets
The more I find the market off
Sparking the Flint matches strike
Part of me says, "Go back home"
The other half says
"Get that throne" y'know?
So I spit words, they read like palms
And turn directions from East to North oh!
We can't stop nature taking it's course
But I can report
So I stay with my hand on record
Looking for the next future resort
To reside in a time where bell
Rings and people are dying
I'll just try to escape to
This place in my mind
Ayyo, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
RIP jay Dee, DJ Dust - this was us
Ah, back when it was cool to bust, picture us
Eighty plus, surrounded by the crowd wit'out
A mic to clutch
Years passed and now and then I light it up
Reflect and get inspired by the
Fire that's inside of us
Dealing with the yadda yadda
Bothered by the business
Try to ditch ya like economy
Why? Cause John wasn't about
To be politick-in maaaan
It's the middle of '08 and I
Still ain't heard Obama speak
'Bout problems that we face
I'mma tryna get this cheese
Cause you never know
Whose shell toes the bells toll for
Young folks are old folks, when it's time
To go, it's time to go, folks
Stroke, croaks, cloats, and ghost
I hold hope
Blow faith in your face then fade home like
Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
Some people wanna live blind
And walk the road
Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
E-vblu khyrsis on the beat
Phonte, uh, for whom the bell tolls
Uhhello, will waddup, will?
Hahauh, for whom, the bell tolls
They say when it's your turn to go
It's your turn to go
So we gon' turn to music up real loud
Think about all of our peoplefor
Whom the bell tolls
George Carlinnorman Whitfield, Isaac Hayes
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not Ready or not
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Ready or not - It's time to go
Uh this is my last day, this is my last era
Wifey sitting front row running her mascara
And I'm laid out STIFF like my last pair of
Starch jeans it seems that all my past errors
Don't even matter cause
I ain't even mad at God
I just think the saddest part
Is I don't wanna go
Cause who the hell knows for
Whom the bell tolls
I was, chilling with my peoples just
Out on Melrose with Blu and Evidence lamping
In our shell toes
Drinking brew and tapping bitches
On the el-bow
Then WHOA! - Another chapter closes well
When they start to toll, it's
Just yo' time to bail, yeah
Some people live their life to die
Some people live to try, and fly
And fly sky high
Some people live their life to ride
Ride cause they riders
Some people talk that jive
Some people live their life to lie
I live my life to open up my eyes real wide
Wi-wide some people wanna live blind
And walk the road
Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
Uh, bells and whistles, they shooting
Could smell the pistols
They never EVER hit or miss
- it's the real official
Bulls eye target, like New Jack Carter
The harder it gets
The more I find the market off
Sparking the Flint matches strike
Part of me says, "Go back home"
The other half says
"Get that throne" y'know?
So I spit words, they read like palms
And turn directions from East to North oh!
We can't stop nature taking it's course
But I can report
So I stay with my hand on record
Looking for the next future resort
To reside in a time where bell
Rings and people are dying
I'll just try to escape to
This place in my mind
Ayyo, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
RIP jay Dee, DJ Dust - this was us
Ah, back when it was cool to bust, picture us
Eighty plus, surrounded by the crowd wit'out
A mic to clutch
Years passed and now and then I light it up
Reflect and get inspired by the
Fire that's inside of us
Dealing with the yadda yadda
Bothered by the business
Try to ditch ya like economy
Why? Cause John wasn't about
To be politick-in maaaan
It's the middle of '08 and I
Still ain't heard Obama speak
'Bout problems that we face
I'mma tryna get this cheese
Cause you never know
Whose shell toes the bells toll for
Young folks are old folks, when it's time
To go, it's time to go, folks
Stroke, croaks, cloats, and ghost
I hold hope
Blow faith in your face then fade home like
Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
Some people wanna live blind
And walk the road
Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
E-vblu khyrsis on the beat
Phonte, uh, for whom the bell tolls
Uhhello, will waddup, will?
Hahauh, for whom, the bell tolls
They say when it's your turn to go
It's your turn to go
So we gon' turn to music up real loud
Think about all of our peoplefor
Whom the bell tolls
George Carlinnorman Whitfield, Isaac Hayes