Information
Album Name
4eva Is A Mighty Long Time
Artist
Big K.R.I.T.
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2017.10.27
Release Agency
워너뮤직
Original

Yeah my creator gave me
the gift to create
And this mind of mine apply
to our escape
In an atmosphere
that wouldn't hold our weight
If I leave from here
I'll call when I'm safe
Knocking on the door
hoping someone answers
Yeah I call that faith
This mouth of mine has turned
down water for wine
I still recall that taste
of bittersweet
Like when I realize
you'll never be
as perfect as the one
that invented me
And the world full
of temptations can make you
feel so incomplete
Grow up to better than me
go farther than I can go
See farther than I can see
When my days draw to a close
breathe longer than I can breathe
And I'm fine with that
In the event that I decide to
move forward what you've done
They can rewind it back
And I'm a proud parent now
as I was a proud parent then
I saw you grow up
to become the kind of king
that I knew you'd always been
Indeed there's a finish line
for me but for you
there's no end
So perhaps all that work
that's been done was a win
And although my intentions
were for good
it still brung us to a sin
But I'll pay for your mistakes
as long as this world
continues to spin
As this vessel of mine breaks
down I know you have never been
I'm sure as Multi is your home
hard times will come again
I set aside a book of rhymes
that'll pave the way
for now and then
I know forever
is a mighty long time
so where should we begin
On the Southside
'cause I'm a country bumpkin
bumpin' out the system
fuck if they don't listen
We done came a long way
from niggas throwing CDs
out the window
like I made a frisbee
Better than veteran
rapper's favorite rappers
Conscious or trappers
and I'm Mississippi
Dirty Southern mothafucka kicking
Like a red bucket
with white top chitlins
Shittin' on niggas my rhyme flow
Hands-'hind-back eyes blind fold
Mind body and soul connected
to the Most High
Even when times got low
Uhh look how they hate me
but copy me
Possibly I was the one
with components
and properties
To be the greatest of all time
but you won geography lottery
So I keep kicking
flipping tables
chosen and favored
Fuck being major
when giant is greater
Fortune and fame
but you fuck for the label
Truth is what made me
Settle down settle down
I was angry but I'm better now
Niggas talking raising bars
mine amongst the stars
Give it time to level out
If you worried about the flow
I'll make a beat
Write you a hook that you repeat
Even go as far to drop a mixtape
that you re-do
Never credit me separately sold
Slick as the Giuseppe
on slippery floors
Mop by the buckets
that I used to hold
While dreaming of plaques
and selling out shows
Multi-alumni forever the fours

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