Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Get It Right the First Time, artist - Rhiannon Giddens. Album song Freedom Highway, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 23.02.2017
Record label: Nonesuch
Song language: English
Better Get It Right the First Time |
Always went to school |
(Young man was a good man) |
Never played the fool |
(Young man was a good man) |
Never had no drama |
(Young man was a good man) |
Always took care of his mama |
(Young man was a good man) |
Hanging with his boys |
(Young man was a good man) |
Didn’t know he’d made a choice |
(Young man was a good man) |
Only did it twice |
(Young man was a good man) |
But now he’s paid the price |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
(Young man was a good man) |
Did you stand your ground? |
(Young man was a good man) |
Is that why they took you down? |
(Young man was a good man) |
Or did you run that day? |
(Young man was a good man) |
Baby, they shot you anyway |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
Better get it right the first time |
We done seen it on the daily, reposting obituary pages |
Losing beloveds, they wanna change the subject |
It’s nothing new for the blue, is it the who or the hue? |
It’s kids watching they fathers die when they pull up the tube |
We know enough to be cautious but honestly it’s not simple |
Told to reach for yo paper, they think you strapped with a pistol |
I was chillin', had nothin' but good intentions |
I knew to achieve success had to learn to finesse the system |
It was GPAs and test scores, had to be the best for |
College my only option, my mama told me to prep for it |
So it was kinda tiresome, stress reddenin' my irises |
I got the invite to another function like finally |
Had to pull up with the homies, only pouring some soda |
I keep a clear head, seen enough to know how it goes |
But I noticed they getting louder, neighbors complain 'bout the noise |
Before I knew it heard someone yell out, «Run, it’s the boys!» |
I didn’t know what direction, I hit the curb and I run |
Everybody loud ain’t hear 'em, tell me put my hands up |
Headed towards the lights someone screamed my name from behind |
I guess you better get it right the first time |
(Better get it right the first time) |