Another Place & Another Time - Struggle Jennings, Shooter Jennings

Raised by an outlaw, born to a hustler

Searchin' for my daddy’s killer, where’s Colonel Mustard

Never knew black an white, only rich or poor

Momma’s standin' in the rain, knockin' on the preacher’s door

She had problems, had to mend on her own

So she left her little homey at home (yeah)

To fend for his own, fourteen an I’m forced to be grown

I’m at the kitchen table splittin' a zone

Gotta get money

No lights, stay warm, smell the propane

Lookin' through the neighbor’s window just to catch the Soul Train

Live by the creed, persuaded by the dope man

I seen lives turn to ashes on a coke can

Still received profits from things that were wrong

The CD was scratched but they was playin' my song

With the clip on the K I’m so bananas

Tryna' hide myself behind black bandannas

There were Kings an Queens on down the line

That was another place and another time

An your memory is splattered on my mind

That was another place and another time

I feel immortal, ways are so immoral

Fate trapped on tapes in a Federal recorder (yeah)

So force the aura to give ya’ll a good vide

No paranoia, constant smiles like a good high

But all the while inside the chamber anger bubbles

Why struggle, hear the pain inside a hustler’s mumble

Even though it sounds subtle I can still hear it loud

Got faith to move mountains can I move this crowd

I got my goals in clear view I’m headin' for it

But first I gotta' hit these streets an get the bread for it

Feds takin' pictures, but I still move

I might win this round but I’ma' still lose

Ten grand in the bag, brown bag special

Underneath the seat, a thirty eight special

Witness said «sketch 'em», detective said «we'll catch 'em»

Papa’s still contestin', but momma said «arrest 'em»

There were Kings an Queens on down the line

That was another place and another time

Your memory is splattered on my mind

That was another place and another time

Real life I’m out here fightin' the curse

Real talk, my real life lives on every verse

I’m an outlaw, life has took a turn for the worse

Feel like I’m hustlin backwards like the fifth to the first

But I endure the struggle, I embrace the hustle

With the weight of my hood on my back it’s makin' muscle

I’m like a hustler on his last pack, Earnhardt on his last lap

Pac on his last track, It’s all on the line

I struggled for a moment in time, now I feel like this moment is mine

(whatchu' say Struggle?)

I struggled for a moment in time, now I feel like this moment is mine

An I’ll be damned if I let you throw a wrench in my grind, I’m clenchin' my nine

Be damned if I sit in this line, I wait for no man

It’s certain what I got I deserved it, if you try to take it from me then it’s

curtains

(we'll holler atcha')

There were Kings an Queens on down the line

That was another place and another time

An your memory’s are splattered on my mind

That was another place and another time

I know that only mountains an rivers remained

But that was another place an another time

Oh your memory’s splattered on my mind

Oh but that was another place an another time