Shooter Jennings - Another Place & Another Time lyrics

[Waylon Jennings] That was another place an another time [Verse 1] Raised by an outlaw, born to a hustler Searchin' for my daddy's k**er, 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 [Hook: Shooter] 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 [Verse 2] 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" [Hook: Shooter] 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 [Verse 3] 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') [Hook: Shooter] 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 [Hook: Shooter] 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