DJ Jazzy Jeff - LOST lyrics

[Intro: Dayne Jordan] The days move quickly Minutes turn into moments that will forever be a part of my history And history is nothing short of the thoughts that will circulate in a mind Full of open space. [?] was suicidal. The cycle's like an open race Everyone is eligible. Never would I; never should you. Deeply [?] Regurgitate anything you've taken in from the past, present, or future About you staying deeply involved Get lost [Verse 1: Dayne Jordan] I was headed down the path toward nowhere Hanging on basketball courts, but I ain't go there To shoot around, I mean I had dreams of being AI But everyone would shoot em down. Four eleven Was the height that I measured So when it came to full court games, I was never picked Playing the side line every day all I ever did All I wanted was my respect and I couldn't ever get it When you're thirteen you get treated like a kid I'm too young to get a job. Money is on my mind Then I got tired of asking my momma for dollars every time I would see a pair of sneakers that caught my eye So I decided to get it the fast way, but anything Fast ain't worth having if it's gon' put you in a bad space Eventually, like it eventually Did to me it coulda got me sent to the penitentiary Luckily it didn't, but that don't mean it's gonna be the same for you [Hook :Ebony Joi] There's no place there for you It ain't safe there for you Get away from here soon Get away from here soon There's no place there for you. [get lost] It ain't safe there for you. [get lost] Get away from here soon. [get lost] Get away from here soon. [get lost] [Verse 2: Dayne Jordan] I know a few that have fell susceptible To the hustle and pressure [?]. They didn't mind a nine to five But reality kick in when seeing the revenue that they Generating over the course of two weeks. Momma pullin' [devils?] and his baby sister need a pair of new sneaks He sped up, [eatin' fries in a?] The block is calling, the rock is calling Things consistently coppin now his pockets is bulging; So how you expect him to go back when his Bo Jack's Are brand new? And he's pushing a Cadillac Stacking up enough money to change his habitat And potentially see his family doin better than bad I don't blame him, so this song ain't to change him It's just to put something on his mind And hopefully he saves himself You see I coulda been the same one Plus, I don't wanna see em caged up [Hook] [Verse 3: Dayne Jordan] Yearning for a future that's not an illusion Selling yourself a dream causes a lot of confusion Fused in, with where you are currently. They Do become motivated by currency. The power of the dollar Mm mm, could turn a sweet heart sour Over and over again, I've seen it devour Great stories that get n***as sentences that Turn into paragraphs, that turn into essays, like we in LA Homeboys become enemies over pennies And rather chance getting [?] and working at Wendy's Truth. Time ain't money and money ain't time Truth. When money is lost it ain't hard to find But you can't get the minutes back that you spend in the trap Truth. Chasing after them nickels and dimes So we better off getting it legally, and stop thinking Things happen immediately after we try No lie. I know you hate being broke my n***a So did I. But you gotta have hope my n***a Pray to God. Things will change in due time But until then, keep this on your mind [Hook]