Due Time by Ethan Harrington Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ethan Harrington]
It's E
My name is Ethan Harrington
If you didn’t know me, there
You know me now, should also know that I’m the man
Should also know that I can flow
Better than Edgar Allen Poe
Most other rappers I know can’t
You see they just don’t understand
How I could tell a story and
Or talk in complete sentences
While making total sense and similes along with references
And slowly they can see that E has never been a pessimist
I’ve always seen the best in things
I guess I see my lesson is
The best is always coming, chin up and get to running
If you want to run the track, know that I’m never looking back
Know that Ethan got to gunning into fame and all this money
Things will never be the same, it’s got me laughing like it’s funny
Come and see the rapping guru
Said he would make it, who knew
That this kid manipulated beats like it was voodoo
So who you?
You ain’t Big Tony and you ain’t Mort
You ain’t Dev, you ain’t Jermaine
I’m truly sorry, what’s your name?
Damn
I can hear from here that you don’t really know the game
You see, if you want a piece of this you need to learn your lane
Me? I’m at the top, a throne with constant coats of flame
Ropes and boats and floats aren't needed when you flow just like the waves
Yeah you thought I was conceited since I’m dropping like the rain
But most of y’all tracks are wack, I mean really it’s a shame
I had to come and clean the halls of hip-hop like it’s mine
I wonder if you think it is, I really think so in my mind
I think that you would too if you saw how much I grind
If you saw how many rhymes as I have scripted, watch me shine
Y’all searching out for talent? I’m E, I’m easy to find
This rapping got me locked like I do time
All in due time
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
All in due time
All in due time
All in due time
All in due time...
All in due time
This rapping got me locked like I do time
[Verse 2: J.Mort]
All in due time
I'm high on this track and it's making me nervous
I need some good verses, throw a few curses
To show I spit with purpose cause I ain't fucking worthless
People pray to me, but I ain't praying to them churches
I've seen too many hearses, too many to count
I'm being slept on and I'm being counted out
That's why I got Reasonable Doubt
Bumping non-stop in my room
High watching cartoons
Let's get this shit done soon
Sure E, I'll write this rap G
But it better be none of that trap see
I'm a real emcee
In the making, wake-n-bakin'
Mixtape-making, ground shakin'
Kid you hated, forever faded
Plus I'm levitatin'
And I'm never sober, but still striking like a cobra
This shit ain't ever over, just remember who told ya
I'm a Boston soldier
So please just stop it, and I'm fast like Sonic
So you better blame the chronic
Just drop it, you can't top it
I'm always above it
Your style's slow, my shit flows
Make you go "Whoa"
And if you didn't know me, now you know
J Dot the fucking G.O.A.T., never choke
Time I devote, with weed, I promote
I'm always afloat, so sit back and let your mind float
Through the rhymes I'm providin'
And I'm all in
Cause I'm motherfucking diving
Always winning, never tying
Quit crying, never trying on the mic
I'm hazy when I write
Style tight even though I'm white
I can spit this shit all night
Yeah fucking right
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
[Verse 3: Big Tony]
All in due time
Big J and Ethan ripping shit man, this shit is crazy
And you know I'm 'bout that dough or die shit, they call me AZ
And I might be lazy, but man I am amazing
And the weed smoke popping my brain, I'm feeling dazy
But I'm not confused, ayo shit, I never lose
These hating fools, they do not know what to do
I'm coming through, I'm strapped with 22's
They think it's a joke, nah man, I'm 'bout to shoot
Say another word and your life, it will be ended
When you hear me and Mort drop something that is stupendous
With the first amendment
That guarantees us the freedom we deserve
And fuck the government man, you know, who needs 'em?
I'm 'boutta pop a bottle, these girls letting their body waddle
All you gotta know is the game is murdered, you got a problem?
Armani clothing, sipping purp and yellow, I'm Kobe
I'm never timid I hustle like I'm supposed to be, no Chris Breezy
I stay on my grind
Just stay the fuck up in your lane and I'ma stay up in mine homie
This session's over, let's go the fuck home
I got your girlfriend at my crib and now she's giving me dome
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
All in due time
It's E
My name is Ethan Harrington
If you didn’t know me, there
You know me now, should also know that I’m the man
Should also know that I can flow
Better than Edgar Allen Poe
Most other rappers I know can’t
You see they just don’t understand
How I could tell a story and
Or talk in complete sentences
While making total sense and similes along with references
And slowly they can see that E has never been a pessimist
I’ve always seen the best in things
I guess I see my lesson is
The best is always coming, chin up and get to running
If you want to run the track, know that I’m never looking back
Know that Ethan got to gunning into fame and all this money
Things will never be the same, it’s got me laughing like it’s funny
Come and see the rapping guru
Said he would make it, who knew
That this kid manipulated beats like it was voodoo
So who you?
You ain’t Big Tony and you ain’t Mort
You ain’t Dev, you ain’t Jermaine
I’m truly sorry, what’s your name?
Damn
I can hear from here that you don’t really know the game
You see, if you want a piece of this you need to learn your lane
Me? I’m at the top, a throne with constant coats of flame
Ropes and boats and floats aren't needed when you flow just like the waves
Yeah you thought I was conceited since I’m dropping like the rain
But most of y’all tracks are wack, I mean really it’s a shame
I had to come and clean the halls of hip-hop like it’s mine
I wonder if you think it is, I really think so in my mind
I think that you would too if you saw how much I grind
If you saw how many rhymes as I have scripted, watch me shine
Y’all searching out for talent? I’m E, I’m easy to find
This rapping got me locked like I do time
All in due time
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
All in due time
All in due time
All in due time
All in due time...
All in due time
This rapping got me locked like I do time
[Verse 2: J.Mort]
All in due time
I'm high on this track and it's making me nervous
I need some good verses, throw a few curses
To show I spit with purpose cause I ain't fucking worthless
People pray to me, but I ain't praying to them churches
I've seen too many hearses, too many to count
I'm being slept on and I'm being counted out
That's why I got Reasonable Doubt
Bumping non-stop in my room
High watching cartoons
Let's get this shit done soon
Sure E, I'll write this rap G
But it better be none of that trap see
I'm a real emcee
In the making, wake-n-bakin'
Mixtape-making, ground shakin'
Kid you hated, forever faded
Plus I'm levitatin'
And I'm never sober, but still striking like a cobra
This shit ain't ever over, just remember who told ya
I'm a Boston soldier
So please just stop it, and I'm fast like Sonic
So you better blame the chronic
Just drop it, you can't top it
I'm always above it
Your style's slow, my shit flows
Make you go "Whoa"
And if you didn't know me, now you know
J Dot the fucking G.O.A.T., never choke
Time I devote, with weed, I promote
I'm always afloat, so sit back and let your mind float
Through the rhymes I'm providin'
And I'm all in
Cause I'm motherfucking diving
Always winning, never tying
Quit crying, never trying on the mic
I'm hazy when I write
Style tight even though I'm white
I can spit this shit all night
Yeah fucking right
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
[Verse 3: Big Tony]
All in due time
Big J and Ethan ripping shit man, this shit is crazy
And you know I'm 'bout that dough or die shit, they call me AZ
And I might be lazy, but man I am amazing
And the weed smoke popping my brain, I'm feeling dazy
But I'm not confused, ayo shit, I never lose
These hating fools, they do not know what to do
I'm coming through, I'm strapped with 22's
They think it's a joke, nah man, I'm 'bout to shoot
Say another word and your life, it will be ended
When you hear me and Mort drop something that is stupendous
With the first amendment
That guarantees us the freedom we deserve
And fuck the government man, you know, who needs 'em?
I'm 'boutta pop a bottle, these girls letting their body waddle
All you gotta know is the game is murdered, you got a problem?
Armani clothing, sipping purp and yellow, I'm Kobe
I'm never timid I hustle like I'm supposed to be, no Chris Breezy
I stay on my grind
Just stay the fuck up in your lane and I'ma stay up in mine homie
This session's over, let's go the fuck home
I got your girlfriend at my crib and now she's giving me dome
[Hook: Ethan Harrington]
All in due time