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This is what I live for. This is what I am dying for the love of. Yahweh.
Story behind the song
This is for those of you who try to say I ain't changed. CALLA BOCCA! Produced by Gio indeed.
Lyrics
A Mile In My Timbs
Written by Mike Boston
Produced by Gio
[VERSE 1]
For those of you so shamed so-so’s I wont name
Who profane a man of God sayin’ that he don’t change.
Quick to criticize in a blink when you don’t think
“Well you did a little. Overall though you still the same.”
Where we differ?,,, I’m a bible man, no playin’
& no blowin’ bubbles full of smoke up ya Rogaine.
You can only judge from the ways of the old mayyn
Seein what I sayin’ when I wuz comin’ off cocaine
Basin’ what it is on what it was & that whole thang
I ain’t tryna be like STOP what’chu know and hop in the boat
Where I’m docked at. NO Ma’am
Stock, lock & barrel you entitled to ya own stance.
If I wasn’t though,
Youda already been dead.
Thinka what I did to that kid Fred & his wed.
Nuff said. She bad then that got her buck-ten.
And those who stood adjacent to her way back once when.
According to the word faith can’t be detected
Just go on the words and the fruit of my essence.
Do into others what you want done back
The real wasn’t bungled in a time lapse kikko.
No I aint perfect. I know where my shine’s at.
I hope it was worth undermining my spine tap.
Lemme see you work it, & git behind that
Verse after verse after verse then rewind back.
My change is suppose to be yours since you Christian
But you don’t know what you believe
Because you don’t know the scriptures.
I can already hear you hissin’
But don’t be mad at the truth. Get glad you ‘int missed it.
[CHORUS] 2x
She started it SHOOT.
You shot at my TRUTH.
Knockin’ the relationship I got with JESUS.
Yeah, you’d pocket my LOOT and walk in my BOOTS.
If you ever got the tender chance copy my TROOP.
Shouldna started to GOOF.
And plotted at my NOOSE.
Saw my Timberlands LOOSE now your shoestrings DROOP.
Maaan, that’s not too COOTH.
They’d be moppin’ up JUICE.
That’s endangerin’ your livelihood. Why would you DUKE?
[VERSE 2]
Summertime strippers
Callin’ me to be on the same stee
And coordinate names that point the blame to me.
Put some clothes on,
Loosen your pants up & maybe?...
You wont be called things when you ignore the mayteez!
Corner to corner, whip to whip slowin’ up.
Cuz they hollerin’ at’cha skin
And you persist to throw your nose up.
WOW you a itchin’ h*** duck.
But wait a minute hold up.
To avoid this baby just pull your clothes up.
Men like me tryna treat my thoughts right.
But they wanna bend slightly when ya clothes is off right
How can you expect a change you can see four flights
When you don’t even try know the law nor rights.
Dass your pride, let me remain.
I’m still a simple man in the flesh & I still feel pain.
Comin’ out’cha face sayin that I ain’t changed
Could bring upon your judgment too & that’s a grave lane.
That ain’t gonna be too pretty for nobody
So beware of actin like you without sin,
You preachers everything you say ain’t keepers.
You can make mistakes too & somebody’ll peep ‘em.
[CHORUS] 2x
[VERSE 3]
This tops the lot of ‘em
Gettin to the botom coming to the rebuilt
Temple of Solomon
My way of relating scriptures to the thought of men
Oughta been started when Gomorrah & Sodom was
That a been startling.
The earth is the Lords footstool shmoove cats call it a ottooman.
That I ain’t change...
The Aquarian experience is pink outside but inside it do ya daughters in.
Speekeedee eengrish, no such animal
Start the day with caffeine, end it with alcoholism.
From Sally to Holly, Ms. O’Malley to Mase
Dilly Dalley & Do Little in Cali for faith.
Practice what?...& git outta my face.
So you can say I really ain’t changed in my disgrace?
Egyptian kings vomit flames on tomb raiders.
My Spidey sense tinglin’. I’ll follow through later.
Massachusetts native, argument stimulator.
So people tend to say I’m the Mass Debater.
[CHORUS] 2x
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