Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In It for a Minute, artist - Foreign Beggars. Album song Stray Point Agenda, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.02.2016
Record label: Dented
Song language: English
In It for a Minute |
Even that you’re thinking that you’re in it for a minute |
That minute could be linking to spilling over your limits… |
(Metropolis) |
Damn! |
Late to work |
Boss on beef and I hate the jerk |
Could have been a day full of grace and mirth |
But I figured last slave and I’ll make him hurt |
So I reached for his throat, (?) his shirt |
He’s pretty weak for a bloke, gave a little scream |
Then he breezed in his coat pretty fast man |
All I could see was the smoke |
So I left a note |
It said: «Dear Mr. Jones, I quit!» |
Next time I see you, better have my cheque |
And if you don’t, well I know where you live |
I’m a come around gully up your house in the sticks |
Now I’m just pissed, looking for somebody to rough up |
And anybody (?) getting stuck or bruck up |
And One Shot’s bruv got snuffed from one punch |
Chucked up last night’s dinner and 'nuff lunch |
Guess I could’ve left right then |
Could’ve headed out, (?) start fighting |
But I got a taste for the blood on my knuckle |
Start to give chase with a laugh and a chuckle |
Hid beneath the table, cowered in the lunch room |
Running down the corridor waving a belt strap |
Heard a gun shot, felt pain and I fell back |
Raaare! |
That’s when I thought I was dead |
And I didn’t wanna die ‘cos I figure that’s dread |
But when I woke up, I was cuffed to a bed in a hospital |
Telling this story to the Feds |
And I begged, «Please don’t lock me up!» |
They looked at me and said, «Blood, you must be nuts!» |
Cause we’re the only ones who run around (???) |
And we’ll be damned if we let a boy fuck with us, ya know? |
(Orifice Vulgatron) |
I stand on my lonesome |
Man with a plan i was picked by the hand of the chosen |
I was jammin' on road when a voice said |
Come back down to the land of the broken |
Yo, I was standing there jokin' |
When a brother straight stepped in my face |
Tryin' to hand me a toke ting |
I was like all taken aback |
At first I was baffed ‘cos I thought he was joking |
He was like «take this» |
Man was in a rush so I didn’t ask questions |
He was on a ting like, «Man, don’t you trust me?» |
I was like «Mmm.» |
all tryin' to stay patient |
Gwaan blud? |
Don’t ya wanna feel weightless? |
Breathe in the madness once in your life |
That’s when I looked in his eyes |
Clocked bredder was a nutcase |
Holdin' a gun to my side |
He said, «Come follow me down this road for a second» |
Bredren, listen! |
So I looked to the left, to the right, and I looked back |
Caught a glimpse of myself stood back in the distance |
All baffed in the instance |
Wondering How? |
When? |
Why? |
But it happened too quick |
Bredder just laughed in my face |
Unloaded two clips |
So I fell to the ground |
Starin' me down was a br’er that was wearing a crown |
Surrounded by the light that was blinding |
Mind in a mess, stressed out, tryin' to: in the sound |
Now something was shaking Under my feet |
Felt the ground open up i could sense the danger |
Hence I remember the day I was swept away from the blade of a stranger… |