Wish U Were Here - Lyrics - Unpredictable - Jamie Foxx

Title: Wish U Were Here
Album: Unpredictable
Artist: Jamie Foxx
Composer(s): Breyon Prescott, Ron Feemster, Durrell Babbs, Joseph Bereal, Jamie Foxx

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Lyric:
By the time you get this letter, I might be doing better
It's kinda hard trying to survive in all this crazy weather
Everybody wants my number, everybody's calling my name
But in the midst of all of this I can still hear you say

"Son walk up right and straighten your tie
You don't want one of them good jobs to pass you by
Don't act no fool, I'm watching you
And now that you're gone, it still feels like you do, I wish"

I wish u were here to see the things I've done
I wish u were here, you'd be so proud of your son
I wish u were here to celebrate with me
I wish u were here

Now all of these people ask me, is it lonely at the top
Or do I find comfort in all the things I got?
Well, these cars keep me moving, these planes keep me high
A million dollar home but I'm barely getting by 'cause

I miss our talks, one thing you used to say
When things got hard, get down on your knees and pray
And then those walks, it's just the simple things
We still do all of this but only in my dreams, I wish

I wish u were here to see the things I've done
I wish u were here, you'd be so proud of your son
I wish u were here to celebrate with me
I wish u were here

But sometimes I wonder why
Why can't you still be here with me
Wish God would've waited a couple more years for you to see
I'm trying to stay strong, barely holding on

I know I'll see you again but for right now rest in peace
And when I get to heaven, first thing they'll say to me
Tell me have you seen Estelle Marie Tallie
Find out where you are, run into your arms
Wrap your wings around me and whisper in my ear
"Well done, well, well done my son, well done, well done, oh"

I wish u were here, you'd be so proud of your son
I wish u were here to celebrate with me
I wish u were here

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With U - Lyrics - 20 Y.O. - Janet Jackson

Title: With U
Album: 20 Y.O.
Artist: Janet Jackson
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, Johnata M Austin, Janet Jackson, Manuel Lonnie Seal, Jermaine Dupri, James Samuel Iii Harris

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Lyric:
Strangely I feel a connection with U, babe
Oddly enough I crave for it to remain purely
More authentic than I've been used to
Surely this can't be something that's taboo

'Cause U got it like I like it and I feel the need to say
Baby, it's forever and I really mean to
Make U feel as special as I see U, baby

Never have I ever been around someone
Who makes life so free and life so fun
And as crazy as it may sound I ain't joking, baby

'Cause when I'm in those arms of yours I'm so gone
The things I like can't tell me it's not right
When I'm with U I lose myself
And no one can make me do what I can't wait to do
When I'm with U

Really I get inspired off U, baby, truly I feel alive from U
And you're the only, no one else can duplicate U
I'd leave the one I have, I know, it's sad but damn U

Got it like I like it and I feel the need
To say baby, it's forever and I really mean to
Make U feel as special as I see U, baby

Never have I ever been around someone
Who makes life so free and life so fun
And as crazy as it may sound I ain't joking, baby

'Cause when I'm in those arms of yours I'm so gone
The things I like can't tell me it's not right
When I'm with U I lose myself
And no one can make me do what I can't wait to do
When I'm with U

The times that we've shared together
Are some of the best times of my life
I wish U were the one
I could be with forever

'Cause when I'm with U I don't want tomorrow to come
And if I had my way I'd spend every day and night in your arms
So let me lay here and feel what happiness feels like
And wish for it to last because tomorrow it's back to real life

Until then I'll just keep dreaming

'Cause when I'm in those arms of yours I'm so gone
The things I like can't tell me it's not right
When I'm with U I lose myself
And no one can make me do what I can't wait to do
When I'm with U

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Mourn You Til I Join You - Lyrics - Greatest Hits: Naughty's Nicest - Naughty By Nature

Title: Mourn You Til I Join You
Album: Greatest Hits: Naughty's Nicest
Artist: Naughty By Nature
Composer(s): Keir Gist, Vincent Vinnie Brown, Anthony Criss

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Lyric:
It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat

Dear God times are changing and the weather got hot
Over the past year a lot of niggas went pop drop
So I thank you for my life and all that I got
I wanna praise you and drop off a message to Pac

I was sittin' here lookin' at your picture my nigga
Puttin' hash with the weed wit a mixture of liquor
We can't kick it you ain't wit us is the shit I can't figure
Nigga I miss ya this thug gonna miss ya till I'm wit cha'

It was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
Doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
Both rodies now homies out the hood on the scene
You did the Humpty with the u I did the walk wit the queen

Was a dream smokin' and drinkin?
Stealin' backstage passes to hit ho's and coleseums
[Unverified] the flip up make them lift they shit up
Get it the get up lift the trix up and switch up

Think of all the times that I rolled wit mine
Male groupies got dissed and got the hell out of dodge
They was blinded when the good shined through they were on you
Just know I'm gonna mourn you till I join you

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

We was two lil' niggas both skinny and broke
Happy if we scrap pennies for smokes
Tours over we were out yeah and you called with the news
You was over in New York to film this movie called juice

Called you back up you told me pack up
Me and you and stretch could shack up
The thug luv back up the act up
Shock G and Hakeem would call and fuss
'Cause they know we all kicked up dust

You remember when the cabby said daddy wouldn't pick up our race
You beat his ass then you spit in his face
I remember on the set from the trailer feens stole your jewels
And Big Stretch punched him out his shoes

Back then I was taken stashes quick who holdin'
That's when every piece of bud I was rolen was stolen
We would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks
Spit the emos over demos thinkin' ladies and lemos

You was a wild motherfucker who could never sit still
Said you wouldn't rest until you saw a mill
Nigga I felt you
We was back an forth borough to projects for forts

Damn I wish they knew how much you loved New York
Shit and can't nobody dis my nigga
Mothafuck that I miss my nigga
I'm a mourn you 'til I join you

You ain't got to worry about how long I'm gonna mourn ya
I'm gonna keep your name on the streets

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

I'm ya true motherfucker thug nation alert
Keep his name on the street 'til ya lay in the dirt
This shit hurts 'cause we went from poor to rich
You're supposed to see a lot more than this

They brought you up locked you up when you did above the rim
They let you out you called us up we came as thugs again
We were here ah ha rapist they shout
Y'all was talkin' shit that y'all didn't know a damn thang 'bout

You was going through your stress while your enemies laughed
Ain't never take no shit and Tupac never took no ass
Fuck the press fuck the world life goes on when you die
Fuck the judge fuck the court and every bitch that lied

A little time ticked by, my ho and I got rocked
My lady waking me up yelling Treach, Pac got shot
Soon as I get there I find Afeni urgin' me
Think I missed my baby, don't leave after surgery

So I'm lookin' in her eyes while they walkin' me through
Thinking Pac hard head what the hell I'm a do
So we kicked it as they stayed and I asked what you need
You say a pound for comin' nigga and a hit of some weed

So I asked you not to go over and over God knows
You done smiled and said nigga help me get on my clothes
So we got over that, you held up got locked
[Unverified] they had you caged when I stopped

Yeah, the chain remains plus you a part of my link
They fucked up by givin' you too much time to think
I remember your release and we met up in L.A.?
At the [unverified] gettin' blazed hand me down with the hay

After that you blew up a made nigga platinum plus
Addicted to drama a soldier with a nation of thugs
Now we in these savage ages
Even yourself predicted that last night in Vegas

I heard gats were brandished, my nigga once again damaged
And a part of his heart right here in Venice
At the same time you was both loved and feared
M.O.B. and fuckin' thug of the year
I'm a mourn you 'til I join you

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you here me now in God we trust
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch

We'll mourn, that's what we'll do
We'll mourn, 'till we're with you

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U Stank - Lyrics - Too $Hort

Title: U Stank
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): George Jr Clinton, Derick Coleman, Tracey Lewis, Todd Anthony Shaw, Taj Tilghman

Lyric:
Luscious bitch, she is true
But it's not nice to fool Mother Nature
The proud mother of God, like all hoes
Is, is jealous of her own shadow

Who is this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?

By suckin' their brain until their ability
To think was amputated
By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat
Horny an' strung out
An' her right to be kept queen of the universe
Who is this bitch?

You get somethin' for nothin' when you got to get the gas
Spit the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave
It's mind manipulation in every situation
There's a pimp an' a ho
Somebody roll this Dayton downhill

Takin' the easy way
While the other brother say it should be this way
Which one are you? 'Cause I was 'Born to Mack'
Since the day of my birth, I was sworn to that

It's the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how instantly I make ten G's
An' never lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a
Player to the show an' get your clown, Jerry Springer

Blame the consumers, how I look at life
It's just another day in a hooker's life
With no tricks, there's no pimpin'
It's like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women

Down with the P Funk, F U N Kaich
Down with the P Funk, P U
Down with the P Funk, F U N K
Why not?

Let's funk until they smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Let's funk until they smell it

I came through, the party was packed
I saw three top notches, the rest was rats
I could smell it, when I first touched down
I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck right now

Quit actin' scared 'cause I just might get her
Spend the night wit her, won't spend my life wit her
My specialty is runnin' game
But this ain't hide an' go get it, I ain't playin'

I'm on a constant pursuit of panties
She said she had a man, I said, ?Bitch, can he
Stick dick to ya, give ya long slow strokes
Or beat your pussy up 'til it smokes??

Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do
Fake-ass nigga, she can't stand you
I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you
I know bitches, I know just what to do

I like fat girls, I had plenty
Black an' white, tall or skinny
If you asked me, I won't change my mind
I can't marry you, I told you that the last time

Let's funk 'em, let's funk 'em
'Til they smell it
Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it
Bitch, let's funk 'em 'til they smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)

Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it
Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank
Miss me with that shit
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Miss me with that shit, bitch

Now, it happened
A case of the miss me with that shits
Miss me with that shit, somethin' stink

Well, I might be young but I bathe in Cristal
Bitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol
Cuff your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape
With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a taste

Fuck the rest of these niggaz an' bitches
That's like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga
I'ma pawn that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga
If you ain't packin' a pistol then run, my nigga

'Cause we been to known to rip shit up
So keep yo' chains up
'Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up 'fore I bust two at your truck
Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you better duck

Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now
You motherfuckers better lay it down
B A B Y, capital D C
Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D

Miss me with that shit
Yeah, that ain't no jive

Down with the P Funk, F U N K
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Why not? Beotch
Down with the P Funk, F U N K, u stank
Down with the P Funk, F U

Down with the P Funk, F U N K
(U stank)
Why not?
P Funk, F U N
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Down with the P Funk, P U
(U stank, bitch)

Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank
I smell ya, u stank
Oh, it's so funky 'cause u stank, beotch
Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank

Now you got me talkin' niggarish
So just color me like a nigga
Peanut bitin' on my tongue
While I'm spillin' nigga gibberish

Nigga got a habit of babblin' broken English
So make an American African nigga won't be distinguished
Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common nigga?
Fuck an AK 47, a millimeter

Don't need a fresh hooker on my jock shootin' drag
Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some cash
You went to school to still run in the street
Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don't play

I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass nigga
Suck my dick an' make it bigger
As I walk into the party, I grab my goatin' ass
You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe, hug him

Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me sick
Actin' like you got class, this here Sheba Makeba
I said naw, disagree
She was a beat the bitch, bitch, I bet I'll beat yo' ass

In a minute, I'm a cuss
I'm a nigga, I don't give a motherfuck
Jam is biggerer, thickerer
You a nigga but I am nigga-er
This is to be, spit it, baby

Hey, did you get that shit on tape?
Oh, my God, that nigga is cold, dawg
You see my pockets stay full, yours stay empty
You say I look Kunta Kinte
Blue black ain't shit jack, I'm blacker than that
Jet black, yeah, I do smoke crack

You an' your bitch will get checked
I have no respect for a skeezer
I'll slap her in her muh'fuckin' face
An' it won't disgrace this nigga
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got some shit done

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Change The World (U-Neek'S Remix) - Lyrics - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Change The World (U-Neek'S Remix)
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, B Parker, Charles Scruggs, Bryon Mccane, Tim Middleton, Stanley Howse, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie think before you shoot
Murderah where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go?

And trouble may come and some time
You'll get pulled over by one time
And when in 1999 rewinds did'n even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world is nausiating

Everybody hating everybody over rated
Why everybody actin' agitated?
I thought we graduated back in the saddle

Waitin'
(Board)
Aboard the battle station
Hation is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more

See were losing this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessings begin

And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)

Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)

Flesh it got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin' with my trues
Humbly united gathering souls
Here we go, roll up some more phillies

My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thuggin' immortalized
Let's get high it's them niggas you most desire
I could remember from way back in the day

Coming up out of the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
For selling the fiends llello
But it was my dream to kick flows to put my people on another level
Like it'll be for the lust
(Lust)

Or could it be for the rush
(Rush)
My niggas love when they bust
(Bust)
They steady buck and you duck
(Duck)

They'll put you deep in the dust
(Dust)
My niggas creepin' on ah, come up
(Come up)

Black nigga killa
(Killa)
Thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga pin it nigga finna desend into a dawn of a new millennium
Anticipatin' life without satan
Hatin' and our enemies to hell, I'm sendin' 'em

And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)

Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)

Everyday the devil at me and I wish the Lord threw a hummer at me
I ain't happy me and Eazy-E in a B E N Z
With my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy we can't let it stop us

Unh, unh, not now
The whole world endin' up the buck buck, pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryin' to rap faster than the master

Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old
The Lord knows we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause we can prove this shit

Nigga me, Stew, D's P.D., Freaky-G
The whole world wanna be rappin' with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin' babies generation X

With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more
And I know they got a cure for this shit
We ain't rich irst we lost Eazy
Then we lost Pac, Biggie got killled

When this shit gon stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on with the Thuggish Ruggish
Bone, bone, bone, bone tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today, I'm tryin' to change the world

And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)

Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)

Wish you need a lesson you can learn from rappin'
But they try to ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein' heard and failed

Know it's funny, got my guns, better arm yourself
Most don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do
Don't you know this government ain't vote for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish

If we can't save ourselves, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin'
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you

Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Thugs like me where I come from

See we losing this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessings begin

And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)

Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)

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Bad Boy - Lyrics - Keshia Chante - Keshia Chante

Title: Bad Boy
Album: Keshia Chante
Artist: Keshia Chante
Composer(s): Rupert Lloyd Gayle, A Alexander, Christopher Michae Perry, Shawn Desman

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Lyric:
Ring, ring, ring, it's the same thing
Always call me up, yo girl how u been?
Now I can't breathe, you're smotherin' me
With lovey dovey stuff, that I don't need

Please, please, please won't you tell me
What happened to that cat that you used to be
Rollin in the hood up to no good
Dutty, dutty, duh, misunderstood

Back, back, back up, reverse, reverse
'Cause I liked you the way you were
I said, "Back, back, back up, reverse, reverse"
'Cause I'm just tryna find out

What happened to the boy you used to be
I wish you would come back, come back to me
What happened to the boy I used to know
'Cause he don't come around here no more

What happened to the boy you used to be
Can't somebody tell me, tell me please
What happened to the boy I used to know
Won't somebody tell me please
Won't you tell me where'd my bad boy go
(Where'd my bad boy go)

Bling, bling, I don't see no ring
So why you got's to go and change everything
You had it going on but now you so gone
Bringing me flowers, singing a song

Why, why, why, do you have to try to be someone else
Livin' a lie best check you're head
You're loosin' your edge
Bring back the thug or this thing is dead

What happened to the boy you used to be
I wish you would come back, come back to me
What happened to the boy I used to know
'Cause he don't come around here no more

What happened to the boy you used to be
Can't somebody tell me, tell me please
What happened to the boy I used to know
Won't somebody tell me please
Won't you tell me where'd my bad boy go
(Where'd my bad boy go)

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Shotz To Tha Double Glock - Lyrics - E. 1999 Eternal - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Shotz To Tha Double Glock
Album: E. 1999 Eternal
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Graveyard Shift Bone Poetic Hustlas D J U-Neek Kenny Mccloud

Lyric:
Ooh killa
Ooh killa

If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when you come just bring your guns witcha
If you're a busta, niggas gone have fun witcha

So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same

Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one on the Clair my glock glock
Mo thugs, what's up nigga get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now

Nigga, that I thug wit kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel and nigga we peel caps
Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin' 'em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch, nigga don't test my hood

A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga
Diggin' a ditch, puttin' a bitch
And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with
Them niggas off the 9, 9

The foundation of niggas committin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware 'cuz here come the Clair, mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya for actin' like somebody never told ya
So off we go, to the bloody row, tryin' to blood some souls
With that nine shot, givin' props to the double glock

Pump, pump when I let my shell down
Hit a nick nack, gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash
Ya reach for the gauge and mash, yell out 187 and blast
Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked

You feelin' up right for the bone yard, thuggin' off with the graveyard shift
Then comin' up blow your whole card, bitch
Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them chop chop's
We rippin' them guts with buck shotz, pop pop

You better be ready for this thug style
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Flesh with them wicked now
We straight up the glock glock, well don't get your wig's split now
East 99 follow me down the strip as we trip to the dark side

Betta grab your pop, niggas be trippin' and flippin'
As soon they get out, 187 you're caught in a murder
Niggas up to no good, uh oh, fuck no
They never could fuck with a thug ho

Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock
Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock
Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock
Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock

Nuthin' but them killas, straight up thuggas
Rippin' bucks up bloody clothes
Gaugin' bloody watch this nickle trippin' shot and fuck 'em down
Buckin' them coppas down

Round after round after round
Bloody bodies badges spread out on the ground
Ain't no sound, just them demons screamin' rest in peace
I guess you got ta suffer

Ready to pip hollow point tip, got your wig split
They made your body once you hunt my victims on a mission
Flippin' livin' on a darker side creepin' on your homicide
Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by
Boogie Nikke's on a night ride

Thuggin' through my thuggish ass hood at night with my pipe
Thuggin down the double glock tryin' to get my serve on
Watchin' my back while six-five try to roll on
But one to the suckas head and two up in his body

Now peep my creep, I eat the reefer smoke all up inside me
We jumpin' up rough from the hood
We bailin' we thuggin' we lookin' like crooks
Could tell we be fatal, ready to roll, know we willing and able

Rollin' with Ruthless bitch, betta check my label
Murda dem, never come again when the scandalous niggas set up
Bloody nigga trues be on my level
Eighty eight and ten five is the soldiers ghetto

Nigga don't take the wrong turn or you will enter the hood
And were spittin', so cover your dome
At a cut where the thugs and hustlas roam
Cleveland Browns, Dogg Pound hoes, it's on

Let's begin in the mix of a Clair player
You're liable to get your wigs split and dumped in a ditch bitch
'Cause them thugs, sendin' them slugs
Leavin' 'em off in the cut in a puddle of blood, say what

Don't make me go in my trench
Nigga ya got me bent
All fucked up, your luck's up, you gotta get sent
To your gravesite as John Doe for fuckin' wit those

It's them thugs runnin' a muck on none but a slug all up in the territory
Never divide, go nationwide with the buck buck
So where you at where you at
I'm strapped and ready ta snap n yank a nigga's neck back

Puttin 'em Koolaid hats in ta the graveyard
Pumped up betta get down, thugs'll be glad ta tear around
Foe somebody gets fucked, ya still don't want some bitch
But what the muthafuck, I wanna wham ya wit a Tec-9
Now bitch press yo luck

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I Honor U - Lyrics - Canibus

Title: I Honor U
Artist: Canibus
Composer(s): Wyclef Jean, Germaine Williams

Lyric:
We'll never part
Through sickness and health
You are my heart
I love you more than I love myself

But in the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
It'll be all right, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Yet in the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
I held you tight, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Ay yo
Boy meets girl
Boy really likes her
Boy loses contact with girl
But he finds her
Girl has no clue that boy is a liar
And he has no honor
So she dates him regardless
'Cause she thought he was harmless

And he had her believing
He was the man she wanted
To spend the rest of her life with
The words, "I love you" were priceless
Unpredictable like rollin' dices
Nonetheless in spite of the fright
And repercussions you might get
People still risk they necks

Of course it's nice, the feelin' of courtship
Roses and stuff, women never get it often enough
And the reason people love they mother so much
Besides the fact she carried you for nine months
Is trust, it's a five letter word
That should only occur between him and her
Before the bees and the birds
Word

We'll never part
Through sickness and health
You are my heart
I love you more than I love myself

But in the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
It'll be all right, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Yet in the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
I held you tight, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Ay yo
I heard a soft moan in the middle of March
Then I felt a powerful force
Push me forward like a dart
On your mark
Get set
Go, I was off

Flagella was my propeller
Wiggling back and forth
Then I set across for the border
Mother Nature's karma
Calling me to the rock of Gibraltar
The competition tried to be smart
But I was smarter
My competitors were swimmin' fast

So I swam harder submerged in water
Prayin' to my heavenly father
If I don't make it through, I'm a goner
Screaming out death before this honor
Because I'm awesomely stronger
My stamina last longer
I was destined to be a son instead of a daughter
XY is the male chromosomal order
One'll stay alive, and survive, the rest'll be dead
'Cause I'mma be the one to fertilize that egg

In the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
I held you tight, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Ay yo mommy
I'm up in your stomach buggin'
Whenever you rub it, I love it
Like a comforters covers
You're warm as a oven
Your husband, stop it
How can you love him
Smokin' cigarettes by the dozen
When he knows that I'm comin', bad move

You hopin' that daddy improves
Knowin' in your heart that's bull
Because he's too cruel, you've been abused, used
You got wounds and scars
Stick with your mind not with your heart
Let's go to grandma's, terminate the lease
Call the landlord, give your job two weeks notice
Pack up the car, go to New York, what part?
They got a little borough called the Bronx, mom
And I heard that's where hip-hop is gonna start

Hell yeah, I think we need to be right there
Four months in your stomach
And I already chose a career
When you cry, I hear and I wish I could dry your tears
But I can't 'cause I'm stuck in here
Five months from being able to lay against your chest
I can't even hold you in my arms
'Cause they ain't developed yet
But I swear to you as the God almighty truth
I'mma be there for you
I'mma be there for you

We'll never part
Through sickness and health
You are my heart
I love you more than I love myself

But in the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
It'll be all right, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

In the middle of the night
I heard you cryin' in your sleep
I held you tight, I'll be there for you
If you tell me all your secrets

Tell me all your secrets
Tell me all your secrets
Tell me all your secrets
Tell me all your secrets
Tell me all your secrets

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