Gone (Remastered) - J. Period/Consequence

Please be at bone

Only one

But it's too late it's too late

You sweat her and I ain't talkin 'bout a coogi

You a big l and I ain't talkin 'bout cool j

See me at the airport at least 20 louis

Treat me like the prince

And this my sweet brother Numpsay

Brother Numpsay groupies sound too choosy

Take 'em to the show

And talk all through the movies

Says she want diamonds

I took her to Ruby Tuesdays

If we up in Friday's I still have it my way

Too late we gone we strivin home

Gone we ride on chrome

It's too late

Y'all don't want no prob from me

What you rappers could get is a job from me

Maybe you could be my intern and in turn

I'll show you how I cook up Summer in the win turr

Aaron love the raw dog when will he learn

Caught somethin on the usher tour

He had to let it burn

Plus he already got three chil'run

Arguin over babysitters like b***h it's yo' turn

D**n 'ye it'd be stupid to ditch you

Even your superficial raps is super official

R r r roc pastel with gucci on

With tv's in the ride throw a movie on

Said he couldn't rap now he at the top

With doobie long

'Cause the dookie's on any song

That they threw me on gone

We strivin home gone

I ride on chrome

Listen homeboy move on

That's your best bet why's that

'Cause

Uhh uhh yo yo

I been pourin out some liquor for the fact

That my pal's gone

And tryin to help his momma with the fact

That her child gone

And since we used to bubble like a tub

Full of calgon

Guess it's only right that

I should help her from now on

But since they got

A foul on what coulda gone wrong

Now they askin cons how long has this gone on

And maybe all this money mighta

Gone to my head

'Cause they got me thinkin money

Mighta gone to the feds

So I ain't goin to the dread

But he'll go on up to bed

And when I came the next mornin

He was gone with my bread

And with that bein said

I had gone on my instincts

And gone to the spots where

They go to get mixed drinks

But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib

And rented gone with the wind

''cause I'da gone about 10

But I had gone with my friend

And we had gone to the bar

And heard a n***a talkin s**t

So I had gone to the car

And now the judge is tellin me

That I had gone too far

And now we gone for 20 years

Doin time behind bars

And since I gone to

A cell for some cruddy crimes

I guess I gone to the well one

Too many times 'cause I'm gone

Ah head of my time sometimes years out

So the powers that be won't

Let me get my ideas out

And that make me wanna get my advance out

And move to Oklahoma

And just live at my aunt's house

Yeah I romance the thought of leavin it all behind

Kanye step away from the lime

Light like when I was on the grind

In the one nine nine nine

Before model chicks was bendin over or

Dealerships asked me benz or rover man

If I could just get one beat on hova

We could get up off this cheap a*s sofa

What the Summer of the chi

Got to offer an 18 year old

Sell *** or get a job you gotta play gyro

My dawg worked at taco bell

Hooked us up plural fied

A week later the manager count the churros

Sometimes I can't believe it

When I look up in the mirrow

How we out in Europe spendin euros

They claim you never know

What you got 'til it's gone

I know I got it I don't know what y'all on

I'ma open up a store for aspiring mc's

Won't sell 'em no dream but the inspiration is free

But if they ever flip sides like anakin

You'll sell everything includin the mannequin

They got a new b***h now you Jennifer Aniston

Hold on I'll handle it don't start panickin stay calm

Shorty's at the door 'cause they need more

Inspiration for they life they souls and they songs

They said sorry Mr west is gone

Gone