Phonte - For Whom The Bell Tolls lyrics

[Will.i.am - Intro] (Phonte) Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... - It's time to go Ready or not... - It's time to go Ready or not... - It's time to go Ready or not... - It's time to go [Phonte - Verse 1ne] Uh This is my last day, this is my last era Wifey sitting front row running her mascara And I'm laid out STIFF like my last pair of Starch jeans; it seems that all my past errors Don't even matter cause, I ain't even mad at God I just think the saddest part is I don't wanna go Cause who the hell knows for, whom the bell tolls I was, chilling with my peoples just, out on Melrose With Blu and Evidence lamping in our shell toes Drinking brew and tapping b**hes on the el-bow Then WHOA!! - Another chapter closes well When they start to toll, it's just yo' time to bail, yeah [Hook: will.i.am] Some people live their life to die Some people live to try, and fly, and fly sky high Some people live their life to ride Ride cause they riders, some people talk that jive Some people live their life to lie I live my life to open up my eyes real wide, wi-wide Some people wanna live blind and walk the road Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls [Evidence - Verse 2wo] Uh, bells and whistles, they shooting, could smell the pistols They never EVER hit or miss - it's the real official Bulls eye target, like New Jack Carter The harder it gets, the more I find the market off sparking the Flint {*matches strike*} Part of me says, "Go back home" The other half says, "Get that throne" (y'know?) So I spit words, they read like palms And turn directions from East to North (oh!) We can't stop nature taking its course But I can report, so I stay with my hand on record Looking for the next future resort To reside in a time where bell rings and people are dying I'll just try to escape to this place in my mind [Hook: will.i.am] [Blu - Verse 3hree] Ayyo, ashes to ashes and dust to dust R.I.P. Jay Dee, DJ Dust - this was us Ah, back when it was cool to bust, picture us Eighty plus, surrounded by the crowd wit'out a mic to clutch Years pa**ed and now and then I light it up Reflect and get inspired by the fire that's inside of us Dealing with the yadda-yadda, bothered by the business Try to ditch ya like economy (Why?) Cause John wasn't about to be politick-in (maaaan) It's the middle of '08 and I still ain't heard Obama speak 'Bout problems that we face, I'mma tryna get this cheese Cause you never know, whose shell toes the bells toll for Young folks are old folks, when it's time to go, it's time to go, folks Stroke, croaks, cloats, and ghost I hold hope, blow faith in your face then fade home like [Hook: will.i.am] [Outro - will.i.am] Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro- Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro- {SOME PEOPLE WANNA LIVE BLIND AND WALK THE ROAD OH, NO - FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS} [Evidence] E-v..Blu Khyrsis on the beat Phonte, uh, for whom the bell tolls Uh...Hello, will Waddup, will? Haha...Uh, for whom, the bell tolls They say when it's your turn to go, it's your turn to go So we gon' turn to music up real loud Think about all of our people...for whom the bell tolls George Carlin...Norman Whitfield, Isaac Hayes