Jim Jones - Laps Around the Sun lyrics
[Jim Jones - Laps Around the Sun lyrics]
Fraud Department
How many laps can you make around the sun?
La Música de Harry Fraud, uh
Forty four laps around the sun (Heavy)
Every night I pray to God to
Make more laps around the sun (Amen)
I'm grateful
Never sold no crack around my son
Just to think I could've got
Caught doin' them traffickin' runs (Sheesh)
Went to Gabon
Made a hundred during that Africa run
(Facts) they tell me smokin' this weed
Just might blacken my lungs (I need gas)
Real niggas gettin' killed for bein'
Black where I'm from (Black Lives Matter)
We had the Taj Mahal tour back
When crack was in jums (Facts) , we was
We was young, goin' hard off the Hennessy
(Drink up)
Rockin' 95s, but I'm just joggin' my memory
(You heard that?)
Put so much work in I think
That God made ten of me (Grr)
Shit, they still blast for me
I got some godly tendencies
She had long legs
I mean a body like a centipede (Sexy)
Car like a hotel 'cause it
Got all the amenities, nigga
(Skrrt, skrrt)
We land and take off from a private airspace
(Nyoom) my muslim brother bought a mansion
Plus a private prayer space
(As-salamu alaykum)
These niggas get locked, come home
Then they get scared straight (Suckas)
I could surely tell you that
A river's what tears make, but
All this water got me feelin'
Like I'm skinny dippin' (Woo)
I never 'lax
So they ain't gon' never catch Jimmy slippin'
(We got it) i got them dogs
So you know I would've been and sicced 'em
(Grr) but these lil' niggas make me feel
Like they never been a victim
Of circumstance
I think the streets probably hurt my chance
Of me gettin' any type
Of athletic scholarship (Ballin')
The reason being, well
They said that I was wild as shit
So I took a flyer on the
Strip with them vials to flip (Huh)
Now, it's not nothin' that I'm proud of
(Uh, uh)
But this is somethin' that I'm proud
To make it out of (I'm proud of that)
We are, we prayin' to the wrong gods (Right)
We prayin' to get these Mike
Amiris and them foreign cars (Silly)
When we should be prayin' to repent
I be feelin' like a preacher when
I'm playin' in a Bent', nigga
(Amen)
How many laps can you make around the sun?
La Música de Harry Fraud, uh
Forty four laps around the sun (Heavy)
Every night I pray to God to
Make more laps around the sun (Amen)
I'm grateful
Never sold no crack around my son
Just to think I could've got
Caught doin' them traffickin' runs (Sheesh)
Went to Gabon
Made a hundred during that Africa run
(Facts) they tell me smokin' this weed
Just might blacken my lungs (I need gas)
Real niggas gettin' killed for bein'
Black where I'm from (Black Lives Matter)
We had the Taj Mahal tour back
When crack was in jums (Facts) , we was
We was young, goin' hard off the Hennessy
(Drink up)
Rockin' 95s, but I'm just joggin' my memory
(You heard that?)
Put so much work in I think
That God made ten of me (Grr)
Shit, they still blast for me
I got some godly tendencies
She had long legs
I mean a body like a centipede (Sexy)
Car like a hotel 'cause it
Got all the amenities, nigga
(Skrrt, skrrt)
We land and take off from a private airspace
(Nyoom) my muslim brother bought a mansion
Plus a private prayer space
(As-salamu alaykum)
These niggas get locked, come home
Then they get scared straight (Suckas)
I could surely tell you that
A river's what tears make, but
All this water got me feelin'
Like I'm skinny dippin' (Woo)
I never 'lax
So they ain't gon' never catch Jimmy slippin'
(We got it) i got them dogs
So you know I would've been and sicced 'em
(Grr) but these lil' niggas make me feel
Like they never been a victim
Of circumstance
I think the streets probably hurt my chance
Of me gettin' any type
Of athletic scholarship (Ballin')
The reason being, well
They said that I was wild as shit
So I took a flyer on the
Strip with them vials to flip (Huh)
Now, it's not nothin' that I'm proud of
(Uh, uh)
But this is somethin' that I'm proud
To make it out of (I'm proud of that)
We are, we prayin' to the wrong gods (Right)
We prayin' to get these Mike
Amiris and them foreign cars (Silly)
When we should be prayin' to repent
I be feelin' like a preacher when
I'm playin' in a Bent', nigga
(Amen)