Good Times
• Written by Issah
Good times come and good times go.
Good times come and good times go.
Good times come and good times go,
Good die young and death comes slow
These Emotions pile outta me and wave like a flow
To those who hold guns. They grow old,
While loved ones grow cold
Because no love was shown
I'll be the missing piece in you're life: centerfold
If you were a drug, i'd overdose
When i speak to you i mumble and get real monotone
I dream about us doing stuff together-like a portfolio
Drunk, stumbling through assumptions,
You didn't expect me to think like this cuz society's function
Were taking that to the assumption
Standing out front like a couple armed gunmen
Its funny how good times vanish like vapor, nothing
Society's my enemy, it's too corrupting
Up to the top again, only to tumble when
The summit meets the horizon again
It was just me and my nigga's going up against them
I was born to live life, and be wary of sin
Apparently.
But I cough up a chuckle at despairing disparity,
I just want my soul to reach clarity
And i get mad when a nigga ain't sharing me
It's purity, it's destiny
Yes, its meant to be
And we can be together for all eternity
Because, don't you know that:
[Hook]
We just Drug dealin' just to get by
Stack ya' money 'til it get sky high
We wasn't s'posed to make it past 25
Joke's on you, we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say:
"We don't care what people say" X2
Everyone's unique but everyone knows
what it's like to dangle by a jangled rope
My souls broke, will you help me cope
Want to put on a coat, 'cause it's so cold.
Those’re the people who'll tell you that:
Good times come and good times go.
Good times come and good times go.
Don't you know . . . thaaaat . . .
Good times come and good times go.
Good times come and good times go.
Good times come and good times go.
If you didn't, well, now you know.
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Issah
Member since May 25 2015