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Wontime

11,076

Hip-Hop/Rap

Wontime was released on January 10, 1995 by Nervous Records as a part of the album Dah Shinin'

Song Details

AlbumDah Shinin'

Release DateJanuary 10, 1995

LabelNervous Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Smif-N-Wessun

Performer

Darrell Yates

Vocals

Tekomin Williams

Tekomin Williams

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Smif-N-Wessun

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Christian Delatour

Christian Delatour

Assistant Engineer

Da Beatminerz

Producer

David Carpenter

David Carpenter

Assistant Engineer

Joe Quincy

Engineer

Kieran Walsh

Engineer

Leo"Swift" Morris

Leo"Swift" Morris

Engineer

Lewis Tineo

Assistant Engineer

Max Vargas

Assistant Engineer

Mr. Walt

Producer

Naughty Cotto

Engineer

Rich Black

Producer

Wayne Anderson

Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Before I lay my head down to rest

I roll up a nickel sack of cess to relieve the stress

The herb and the calisthenics do a **** justice

Stay fit 'cause some are slick and can't be trusted

I put up with none of them punks who front shit

Even though some I used to run with and smoke blunts with

Fuck the foreplay, let's do shit the raw way

Kill the, "He say, she say," check what we say

[Verse 2]

I'm dwellin' in the cellar with my **** Heltah Skeltah

Loadin' up the clips with lyrics, punks run for shelter

Smif-N-Wessun's on the loose with a noose for your neck

You let info slip out, so it's dead you get

There's the Black Moon, we creepin' up in your room

Death fills the air along with the scent of boom

Open your eyes, motherfuckers, and greet your fear

Off with the head of a snitch and he's outta here

[Chorus]

One rhyme for the snitch droppin' dime (One time)

One rhyme for the heads doin' time (One time)

One rhyme for the crooks committin' crime (One time)

One time for your motherfucking mind

One rhyme for the snitch droppin' dime (One time)

One rhyme for the heads doin' time (One time)

One rhyme for the crooks committin' crime (One time)

One time for your motherfucking mind

[Verse 3]

Sittin' in the pens with my back against the gate

Hot as a fuck, can't wait to get that bus headin' upstate

New place, same faces from the last joint

Got my banger so when danger come, I'll be on point

In the parallel cell, mad **** flip

'Cause some big bear doin' dip just got his ass ripped

Juveniles buck wild in this vicinity

Keep an open eye 'cause now I sleep with the enemy

Ready to thump with any chump with ideas

Nobody move, nobody gets blown from ears to rear

[Verse 4]

Thinkin' of a way to get even with my P.O.

'Cause I know the bitch dicked a **** on the D-Low

Now behind bars where scars come in pairs

Troopin' with my blowers case them **** try to bring it here

Flippin' on the bitch-ass who got cash and commissary

'Cause I ain't goin' home till Nev-uary

Another straight-out, "No," comin' from the board

Keep my anger hidden till I'm back up in the ward

**** know what's the word 'cause the grill is blank

Once again, it's on, sucker type, grab your shanks

[Chorus]

One rhyme for the snitch droppin' dime (One time)

One rhyme for the heads doin' time (One time)

One rhyme for the crooks committin' crime (One time)

One time for your motherfucking mind

[Verse 5]

Well, I was taught two wrongs don't make a right

But me and Rippa been real tight for a while and everything's a'ight

I got one in store for hardcore fanatics

Bangin' from basement to attic for static if you got dramatics

Who's the next up for heads?

When my lead's used up, I'll get my baseball bat, and you'll get bruised up

Word life, my semi-automatic end statics

Smoking lye's more than a habit, and our victims die tragic

We stalk around like the beast out for prey

Packin' the ammo, pullin' more jukes by the day

Takin' loot with my crimeys, on the run from the coppers

Boot Camp's on the map and ain't no way that you can stop us

Get out, my way, ****, I'm comin' through deep

And my fleet packs heat, ain't nothing sweet, we play for keeps

I got money on my mind and my hand on my nine

Gots to get mine 'cause my life's on the line

I roll with the Rippa, and the Rippa rolls with me

And my bred-dread D-to-the-O-G

See? We be hittin' up boom spots a lot

In the cypher, gettin' high with the hoods on the block

If you don't know we, don't even come in our circle

Fuck around and get me vexed and I'ma hurt you

Bumbaclot, rude bwoy, lick off your nine

As we hit you one time for your fuckin' mind

[Chorus]

One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time)

One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time)

One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time)

One time for your motherfucking mind

One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time)

One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time)

One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time)

One time for your motherfucking mind

Written by: Smif-N-Wessun

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