Jetpack Jones - 11:59 lyrics

Ft. Clyde Shankle (Verse) Sometimes a bad day becomes a good song The short struggle gettin' too long Feel like I shoulda been where these otha n***as at I hate them cuz they just tryna make it too I ain't go through this sh** This what they want me to do It's enough for you to shine and I can get mine too We ain't the rags in the bucket braggin' out in public Proset is famous and Shae playin' the game So far outta touch, I hope I'm gettin' your attention Am I talkin' too much? You got some time to listen? Open your heart and do away with all the apprehension Revolutionize the industry and start the pentacles A young black male,I'm living in a world of tension Puffin' like a locomotive, seein' loco vision (crazy) It blew my mind, looking up at the time It's 11:59, one minute till it's ova Thank God (Jesus), a good thanka-you God first, cash first, n***as only want you for your cash first Advert yo attention for a real spitter Deal hit a jack move easy when I k**, n***a A scene like n***as wanna k** n***as It's like workin' four jobs, not to peel n***as Still, n***a, get it together, let's build, n***a All love, baby, this sh** gettin' crazy n***as tryna play me and some b**hes tryna save me No, Jamie, flow gettin' raspy And whatnot taffy, crafted with athletes No verse no one, look at us, we might be stadium status Shroudest clouds playn miserable ba*tards And of course, discussin' the right tactics