Father Time (Explicit) - Goodie Mob
Don't think about it just do it
I'm your daddy son
Get the patriarch the founder forefather
Initiator the forebearer your predecessor
The architect and now Arthur I sponge you son
And fold your hand daddy ought to clear your mind
Used to stick your chest out son
Cause I was your father
Gave you pride about your south side
Cos I was your father
Used to listen to the tape pop and roll your quarter
Let me slow down and state some fact
I put chrome in my mouth they used to call me jaws
I'm in the 84 "lac with the butterfly doors
Dundgeon family 100 deep when we in the streets
Who you think ya big brothers them wanted to be
I'm your father
Influenced by few
But I've been inspired many
Dropasaurus Rex prime minister with the semi
Set the standards for grimy intellectual niggers
Sothern realistic flow special delivery
Boy it's killing me aint nothing new under the sun
Sit back listen I tell you how the south was won
With big guns deep pockets and hard heads
South white box chevy gold grills and dreads
Never scared raised the bar
While you tucked your tail
Goodie Mob I'll uminati
What the hell
If anything boy we put your a** up on game
Gave you food for your soul
And nourished your brain
My significance brings purpose
When I'm nervous
I remember the snow is falling on December
As I matched the mink to winter
As I noticed a similar pattern
Of different characters in the matrix
They were learning
I'm your papi I'm the reason
You were rapping
I got no time for napping
You still off in the trap and
You asking me what happened
The music ain't the same
We opened up your brains
And we blow back through the veins
And The facts still remains
We gave away the game
Our records helped you train
And we got you through the pain
And we stayed off in our lane
We made it out the rain
We're artist we're teachers
We're leaders we're soldiers
I contemplated completely killing my son
If I can't cut the cancer out
Thats stealing my son
To lay down my own life I am willing my son
Yeah I remember smiling
When I caught him stealing my gun
Before I started building my son
I was stealing for crumbs
Couldn't tell the difference from
How I was feeling from numb
The four walls the floor
And the ceiling is slum
And right outside the front door
The kids were killing for fun
And he had a room with a view
And a couple of times
He saw his daddy go outside
And have some fun too
But let's be clear I'm not your peer listen here
I am harder I'm smarter I am sparta
I am your father
