音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
滑头罪犯
滑头罪犯
表演者
作曲和作词
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
词曲作者
Raymon Murray
Raymon Murray
词曲作者
Cameron Gipp
Cameron Gipp
词曲作者
Robert Barnett
Robert Barnett
词曲作者
Willie Knighton
Willie Knighton
词曲作者
Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
词曲作者
制作和工程
Organized Noize
Organized Noize
制作人

歌词

(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Aaah...)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Aaah...)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Uuuh...)
I ain't got no clocks
Or no mirrors in my house
(No...)
And all I wanna hear
Is in what I'm thinking about
(What...)
No "he said", no "she said"
No other silly games that we played
My mind's free
I need
Some 'me tyme'
'Cause the street's lying
They do the crime, but don't wanna do the 'me tyme'
Yeah, she fine, but she blind
And every player that I know plays for keep time
He threw a see sign, I threw a peace sign
I had to decline, and made a beeline
Whenever we rhyme, we remind
That everything, everything gonna be fine, Aah...
And I used to just sit back and watch it
This all talk and gossip is toxic
The topic should be product and profit
I'm no profit, I’m a moshpit
More master keys in the locksmith
You could fund a revolution out of pocket
But how much is enough money to be hush money?
And they ain't even had to shoot you to stop it. Damn
I ain't got no clocks
Or no mirrors in my house
(No...)
And all I wanna hear
Is in what I'm thinking about
(What...)
No "he said", no "she said"
No other silly games that we played
My mind's free
I need
Some 'me tyme'
(Talk, Lo. Let's Go)
Yeah, it's back to the grind
You know an idle mind is the devil's playground
Merry go round causing mental breakdown
Too much clock on your hands, take your meds now
On a Smurf house popping shit to big mouth
Who the hardest of them all, I’m so A-Town
Did some me tyme although my stay was short
Made bond on them hoes had my day in court
Back on course like a battleship
A force to be reckoned with
Genuine no counterfeit
Team player no power trip
Belligerent magnificent
I'm here for a reason no coincidence
Now may I reminisce about my accomplishments
25 years in the game, King Shit, Yeah!
I ain't got no clocks
Or no mirrors in my house
(No...)
And all I wanna hear
Is in what I'm thinking about
(What...)
No "he said", no "she said"
No other silly games that we played
My mind's free
I need
Some 'me tyme'
Spend a lot of time raising my kids
I did what I did, I do what I do
Taking them to school
Help em with their homework
Cook a big meal for 'em
Parmesan Veal for 'em
Last a couple days for 'em
Cut my son a fade
Live for the day
I Never look back
I drive a Cadillac
I get it like that
I never did crack
This is how I act when my stack is full of smoke
I never been a joke in the studio
I gotta bring hope
I used to sell dope, transparent is ya folk
Feeling good With the Mob
It’s a job that we have a lot of fun
I don’t even have a gun
It’s a different outcome
By myself working for the wealth
The cards I was dealt
As he grind, gotta have some ME TYME
Gotta have some 'Me Tyme!'
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Aaah...)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Aaah...)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la... Uuuh...)
Written by: Cameron Gipp, Raymon Murray, Rico Wade, Robert Barnett, Thomas Callaway, Willie Knighton
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