Lyrics:
seem pissed, to get in the game
You battled over 15 years for
15 Minutes of Fame
I get the change 'cause I never lost yet
I won a ton of battles but
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
on by
Right beside you, right beside you
Give me a minute I got lost in thought
Give me a minute you are my weak spot
Give me a minute I got lost in
the paper
Wintertime, drop the top, flex on all the haters
I'm in love with diamond chains, fuck a wedding ring
Love to spoil myself, I by myself
you'll fall for anything
And if that happens then you've lost your way
If you don't believe in something, then you'll fall for anything
And if that
and Mrs. Irene had me, Klief, and Elliot sing
+Rappers Delight+ by the Sugarhill Gang, at her baby shower
Now I realize that's what gave me power
At 8 years
Thought this site scammed me but they told
Me that it took a minute
Hitting this thick bitch from the back
I bust in like two minutes
Hitting him in
I’m only seeking symmetry
Playing with the cat’s cradle
Dazzled by the spectacle attach fables
Humans yes we fell in love with technology
Ruminate
just landed Lagos
My momma wonder how son became this paper-chasing
Until I get the Richard Millie See I don't got no time
Cuz by the time my niggas pull
They waitin' for what I'ma do next
And I'm lookin' around like who's next
Connor
Hit 'em in the body like a millimeter
With about a minute for
I haven’t seen you here in a minute (In a minute)
You a piece of me and I can not rid it (Can’t rid it)
From myself (From myself)
I need help (I need
according to plan
Ideology of passion believe in yourself over falsehoods that's a sin
Melancholy lather manic energy able to sleep in
Brainiac with lost
the business
And I'm in it, physically gaining power
Constantly counting up cash by the hour
And it feels good to be paid
Regardless of how many victims get
the business
And I'm in it, physically gaining power
Constantly counting up cash by the hour
And it feels good to be paid
Regardless of how many victims get
back, I miss the old you
It's no lie, yeah you're on fire
Baby I got time, you can take a minute
Sometimes I start to question if my head is even in it
when I'm on the mic, I do serve well
And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
*Four minutes left*
Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear
Get ready
still in sight
I can buy everything twice
I ain't gotta check the price
I hope I ain't lost my Mind
Everyday focused on the grind
I ain't sleeping until
shit fake, I could tell a Richard by its face
Real nigga, when I'm around y'all, I be feelin' out of place
The industry ain't let me in, the judge
decide
I can’t think straight
I just get lost in your eyes yeah
Cause I could recognize what’s real
I would’ve walked away
But I’m here still tryna figure
the people unraveling
Intensities traveling
400 miles per minute
No I don't care how you spin it
My people killed by the minute
Am I even allowed
Slow down twin, there go the opps again
He on the wrong side of town, I think he lost again
He gon have to meet the light
If you think that you right
“23h 45m” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit
Intro-
15, 15 minutes
Who’s countin’, who’s countin’
Verse 1-
(One) Minute number one you’re in such disbelief
‘Cause
Lost your soul
You can’t live without it
Please believe what I’m saying
Dr. Robert “The Science” Richards:
Call your inner voice and pray
Seems like
Discuss these lost in a minute by richard elliot Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In