Time After Time (Ode to Mary)

By Heis41

On Black

Released on October 23, 2016

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[Intro]

Alright, this the last time I’m doing this, man

Time after time

Time after time I find myself


[Verse 1]

Time after time I find myself here again

Roll that thing so nicely

Got me seeing stars, man

Call this that American

Bless y’all with these bars and

I ain’t being arrogant

Smoke filling up the car

Crack the window

Let some air in it

Hot boxing, beat building

Let the speakers hit

And when you done

Pass that thing

Cuz I wanna hit

Aww man

It got me Hammering

I’m too legit, I never quit

So if you passing out

It’s not made for you

Just take it slow big fella

Another hit or two

And if you can’t

I understand it’s something you’re not used to

So give it here

Whoooo

Damn, I’m fried rice

Eyes already chinky

But now you got me looking like my pop is Bruce Lee

You rolled up

All nice, dolled up

But once I spark up

Them flames hit you

Got you marked up

Don’t matter if you’re brown or white

Long as you green inside

That’s a lesson on some racism

You put me on my ass once the face hit ‘em

Gotta put you out

Guess somebody got a hit on ‘em

No grip on ‘em

Cuz nobody can control me

I live my own life

Roll my own weed

Stay in my own lane

I’m at a good speed

Dog eat dog world

Watch the stampede

Niggas will kill their own man

All in the name of greed

So watch your body in this time of need please


[Bridge]

Aww man

Time after time I find myself here again

Mary Jane, you keep me sane

So high

King of the Hill

Like I’m selling propane

Uh


[Verse 2]

I don’t get it

They got you illegal, explicit

Meanwhile alcohol and cigarettes always visit

In every corner store

Prescription drugs keeping you sick

They need you coming back for more

I wonder why

When bud’s the cure

Half them diseases is made up

But the medicine they’re feeding

Fill them graves up

Every 30 seconds

Another commercial ‘bout a new sickness

And medicine with side effects

Worse than being sick is

Niggas in cells

Doing bids, over bud

Like it’s a real crime

Meanwhile, pedophiles standing at your street sign

On your block, or on your play ground

Right around your kids

And you concerned about some ganja?

Ain’t with the BS man

Save that for your momma

I ain’t hurting nobody

Your honor

I’m just tryna live right

Got that mini flash light

And when it’s lit, I see my past life

Mary Jane keep me vibin’

What you mean it’s bad for you nigga?

I ain’t got no problems

I just be coolin’

Chillin’ out, relaxing all smooth

Cuz when I hit the L

It got me singing Luther Vandroos

You can stay sober if you choose

But I refuse

What’s the point?

Yeah I spend my bread on bud

You spend your ish on Jimmy Choos

Government want you dead

And you ain’t got a blues clue

Set your mind free

Stop conforming

And believing what you see in the news

Be different my brother

It’s okay to break the rules

As long as it’s bettering

The lettering

In this scrip of life

No meddling with my mind

Man it’s sharp as a knife

People so negative

Souls black as the night

Well Ima shine like a star

Ima be alright

I might be high

But I’m focused

Strapped in real tight

Degree gon’ have me swimming through the money like a great white

I’m back and black

With backwoods rolled up

Living good

If you not

Nigga hol’ up

Take that negativity elsewhere

All that violence

I never was impressed there

All this silence

But I know you hear me real clear

Speaking my mind

‘Til the day I die

And I go up

Damn, I need another roll up

Get the yank

To the chink

Man this gank is so sick

Got Ebola


[Outro]

I just said this gank is so sick I think it got Ebola (Think it got Ebola?)

Yet and still I always find myself back in this spot (Right here, man)

With me in your lap, while you’re in mine (Why you in my lap so much?)

Crazy thing is, I wouldn’t have it any other way

Mary Jane, you keep me sane (Keep me sane)

And I love it (I love it, I love it)

I love it

I love it