[talking:]
Yeah, tried to get into my idealistic side
Pain you know, still searching you know
I'm feeling the vibe, you know
I guess I'm like, every other person
Searching for that woman, that you ever saw again
But rarely attain, I think I found her though
[Hook:]
(gotta find me an angel), but ain't no angels on Earth
So I'ma ride this thang out, and play the game for what it's worth
(gott find me an angel), there ain't no angels on Earth
Why bother to search, when hope to finds a gift and a curse
(gotta find me an angel), I know you ain't far away
If you I could just talk to you, so many things I'd say
(gotta find me an angel), you were my first girlfriend
Still got that crazy crush on you, don't want this thang to end
[Yung Ro:]
I had a crush on you since eight, I always liked you
But I never knew the right words to speak to, or write you
You had me rocking a flat top, to impress you boo
Kriss-Kross flip my pants backwards, made you think I was cool
When I was eleven, I grew courage, to step and hug you
But grown men and even lil' kids, all loved you
Mama told me not to kiss you, but she ain't want me to rap
And the only thing that I loved, it wasn't loving me back
It wasn't a thing I couldn't tell you, or confess to you
And I'd destroy any nigga, trying to get to next to you
I was jealous watching you, giving it all I had
Even though that piece of paper and a dream, was all I had
One day you gave me a chance, and let a nobody speak
In return you made every man that I met, respect me
You got a perfect memory, my words stuck in your head
And I just love to see they face, when you repeat what I said
You make me feel better bout myself, I didn't want you to stop it
You took me when I was depressed, without a dime in my pocket
Then you gave me a profit, and switched up the scenery
Now people wanna work with me, and they not being mean to me
But it's not what it seem to be, cause Keisha and Trina be
All in my face for greenery, I just wanted her sing for me
Now we done came this far, I never wanted to hurt you
But me and you together, done created a bad circle
You know the fast life, your chance for riches and spending
Groupies would change your whole perspective, judging bitches and women
A sudden glitch in the system, oh how I miss the beginning
Switching to sinning, I pray to only get to the ending
I guess the game got me cold hearted, avenging with fly aggression
With a shield scared to trust, money power for my protection
Got a passion for purpose, so now I'm stressing I'm tired
Tell Mack I'm resting I'm tired, with my success steady rising
I gotta meet with so and so, pack up hit the road and go
And people wanna know the difference, between Yung Ro and Beau
How his first acting role, he just came so real
Easy Beau had cut, Ro felt that pain for real
(gotta find me an angel), I looked at music like a bitch
Cause she with a lot of rappers, cause they say that they rich
(gotta find me an angel), to tell you the truth
Music I wrote in this song, just to say fuck you
(gotta find me an angel), I looked at music like a bitch
Cause she with a lot of rappers, cause they say that they rich
(gotta find me an angel), and the ones that told the truth
She denied em so music, fuck you g'eah
[talking:]
You know everybody, need somebody you know
Sometimes you lie, when you feel you got nobody
[talking]
I promise, g'eah I love this shit man
You gotta love me man, you gon love me after this one
Man that's a promise man I love you, the boy
[Yung Ro]
I wanna make you love me, but that's an im-possible task
Down that road there's a possible crash, could end up in the hospital fast
I bust shots when I'm mad, I bust shots when I'm sad
And when I'm happy I bust shots, reminding niggaz I can get mad
Can get agg'd, can call Cham can scoop 50
Can get Rasaq, Cat, Hatta, J-Mack, Lil E will shoot with me
Plus Boogie will shoot any blank space, don't matter the same
Don't believe me sign on the dotted line, and don't forge your name
The Boy's the name record the pain, Pac spit the same shit
Pass me his shoes comfortable, what do you know the same fit
I let the flames rip, got the key to the game dick
It's going down like your main bitch, Ro suffered pain thick remain sick
My brain's quick, fly talking till the brain quit
Mami say that my brain's quick, I'm flattered bu the mission's to get brains quick
Get brain switched, same bitch lame bitch
She say don't share she's not the hoe my bad, would you rather me call you dame bitch
I'm on the same shit, that got my nigga put away
But I can't seem to put away, the fact they wanted to put me away
But I saw good in J, made me an offer I couldn't say
No to man talk with a purpose, condiment I think he stood this way
His thumb on his chin, while rubbing his goa-tee
Squinching his eyes like a wise man, so proud that he chose me
That very thought froze me, I knew I had a mission
And through that with faith in God, I could attacked this mission
I don't just rap I'm living, this hood stuff sonny
Street wisdom no books homie, take in many tip from me
Wanna see me look up dummy, not on my level you should done in
It seems like since I look at money the way I do, they all want a hook-up from me
But tell 'em I'm not a fool, so go ask Barthalemuel
A lot of tools get shot at you, no time for a ditch backyard or pool
I'll make you road kill, get crushed like them possums do
Shouldn't of been running in traffic, dumb shit like them possums do
B. Booker coming back from the Penn, he say I got 'em through
And L. Dogg peeping my pad, while we writing trying to see what I'm jotting new
I'm talking to my money now, honey how are you fine I hope
Just kidding fine I know, grinding mo' fuck shining yo
Cause I don't shine I glow, not man made can't cop it fool
And I hear dudes out there mocking who, Nobody come on stop it dude
Unless you want a shot at you, boom-boom blocker you
M-m got him good, Ambulance vroom-vroom gotta move
Gotta do what I gotta do, it's all bidness watch it dude
Cause the real ones cross mixed attempt don't it, and I don't know what you got to prove
Now look what Ro has blossomed to, money got niggaz watching you
You watching him he watching you, they watching you you watching who
Got you boom now you doomed, shot in the leg and hopping too
Streets hot as hell shoot the block ain't cool, kids listen up this what rocks will do
We bake good cakes the hood make em, without chopping dude
X-O, drank, dro, wet that's what's popping dude
Ooh what's popping boo, she like ooh you're not you're who
I'm like take a guess, star struck she like you're-you're you
Yep I'm that boy in the flesh, no imposter boo
She like I'm from Ohio, and I'm starting to hear a lot from you
I'm like I got you boo, understood my thought we through
Her's different kept going, I'm like hey I got you boo
So you can stop it boo, she kept talking Rasaq is cool
Koopa's mean, 50's real and as for me Chopped and Screwed
Ain't nothing I can't do, plus rolling with a cocky crew
For the patrol we hauling the road, set up a road block or two
The best of both worlds, dope music glad I got you too
Treat both games like kids child's play, now watch what poppa do
I go and cop the shoes, fuck it it's nothing cop the crews
Should see the smile on Jacob, when me and Chamillion cop the jewels
Carnoble my nigga, he show you what that boxing do
I'm coming down your chimney like Santa, don't want them stockings dude
I'm at the top, and you listen for me to tell you stop and move
You need to slow your speed, like when you do when them laws clocking you
[talking]
[Yung Ro: Talking]
Sheeeit I feel what you saying
It just wouldn't work out though
Ya know
Yeah I feel that, I done heard that before
Ya know
I feel that, I feel you but can you feel me
Listen to the song though ya know
Fuck the song, let's just come and do the song
But listen to it
Look, ay
[Yung Ro]
Say lil mama, I'm the type that just like to kick back
But Just being on the phone, I don't like to chit chat
I got other shit to do than just holding the phone
Cause I been grown for a minute, out here holding my own
I got stress, niggaz plexing and I'm trying not to kill
But you soft and you a woman, and sometimes I wanna chill
I get depressed start smoking, and start wrecking my mind
Shit I'm just telling you some things that's on the back of my mind
Now some niggaz smoke, and they drink too much
But can you imagine a nigga who think too much
I got problems, multiplied by fifty
And I can't solve none of them, so I need you quickly
I want a ride or die chick, who won't know and learn fast
And I don't got nowhere to go, but we can ride and burn gas
Have you ever been to the beach, on a late night trip
Or had a nigga to kiss you, and slowly bite you're lip
Girl what you mean you don't know how to kiss
Do you make love, or do you just fuck his dick
Baby damn, you got to listen
Between sex and love, is a very big difference
Now that nigga made you, a prone of his
But when it come to a kiss, he won't go on ya lips
Close ya eyes, and picture you corressing me
Don't get me wrong, it ain't all about sex with me
Because me and you know, what my mind can do
But you don't know how hard it was finding you
Now making you understand, is what's getting to me
Baby close you're eyes and just listen to me
I know people feel, what they don't understand
And that's the only reason why I can't be ya man
And I know you got a man, and I ain't telling you to start switching
But I know I'm right, when I say theirs something missing
And I know something else, you care about him right
And you thinking it just wouldnt be right
But can you tell me whats right or wrong, and what that got to do with it
See what I'm saying, what love got to do with it
Cause if you ain't happy, you just letting time pass
And you can still get any nigga with you're sexy ass
Ha and that's from Yung Ro, you can't lie and say you don't like the way I flow
So you can tell him how you feel, and come fuck with Ro
Or I could be ya back up, and keep it on the low
But if he find out and wanna cuss, fight and shout
Tell him to call me and I can help his dumb ass out
Ha don't get me wrong, I ain't gonna beat ya man up
But tell him what's really on ya mind, and heat ya man up
All I can do is tell him what I see in life
Tell him respect his woman, just a little advice
Tell him I know it's his house too, so I ain't gonna come in ya place
He gonna tell me to quit calling, and hang up in my face
Haha now what do you call that?
Ha you know me, I got to call back
Say what's up nigga, tell me how in the fuck you figure
I'm a quit calling, stop and ignore
When I see the same thing that you saw in her and more
I'm a tell ya stupid ass what the fuck is going on
Ha the minute she gave me the number to this phone
Haha I'm a tell you like this, in my mind dawg you didn't even excist
But in her's yeah you did, yeah she was thinking about you
Yeah she looked me up and down, and gave me the number to who
Ha now I'm a be real and say you got the upper hand
See all I got is curiosity, you got time on ya hands
You gonna tell me not to call, say listen up dawg
If you was handling ya businness, she wouldn't accept my calls
Uh! what in the fuck is you gon' do
Get off the phone with a pimp, and continue to argue
Aha ha you still don't see
Everytime you fuck up you make it better on me
Now you gotta make a decision dawg, what you gonna choose
You ain't ready, and I can tell you gonna lose
[Yung Ro: Talking]
Aha gyeah fuck is you saying kid
Aha a woman gonna be a woman
A- and I guess a man gonna be a man, huh?
But you already know what that do
You know the game we play
You just got caught, pimp
That is what you call yaself right? ha pimp
It is still cool to call you pimp right? pimp
Ha, but look out though mama
Don't mind what going on between me and him
Ya know I wanna offer you some insurance
You know, I know it's cool ya know you scared to love somebody
Love nobody ya know, I know you got you're heart broke before
And I know scars talk ya know
I understand that, and you want something reliable and something solid
I'm that, nobody baby ya know
Fuck nobody you're still a virgin
Huh can you dig it baby?
[Yung Ro:]
Life been good for a nigga, since dude came up
But since dude came up, they claiming dude changed up
What don't I look familiar, ain't no stranger
We both shine at the same time, just so happen I aimed up
You fell, I came up with my own plan
I got problems of my own, can't cry for a grown man
But it's all love, that's why I put my heart in it
But this is my life homie, you just play a part in it
Cause I can't do them foolish thangs, that we did befo'
Cause I'm a grown man, did that when I was a kid you know
But niggaz don't understand, they spread mess and gossip
So here I am speaking this way, addressing the topic
They say friends are essential, their support show they care
I say friends are overrated, cause true friends are rare
Nobody run in pairs, seem like nobody care
Cause when a nigga needed help, nobody was there look for me
[Hook: x2]
I'll, ride for you
Oooh, I'll ride for you
Stand by me
[Yung Ro:]
Now let some folk tell it, they say Yung Ro change
And at times I question myself, am I part of the game
Just part of my pain, the other comes from living in vein
Cause so many friendships I held, I no longer maintain
But on the road to riches, politicing burning bridges
Shit happens, ay just a reality of the bidness
So I roll with the weather, attitude like ay whatever
Call me cocky and asshole, but smart fits me better
And it's whatever whenever, so we can take it wherever dog
Street smart so clever dog, got a weak heart get better dog
Me I'm not scared of y'all, I might stumble but never fall
Y'all the type of niggaz, that talk a lot but never dog
Don't get me started, cause we can go on forever
But the conclusion remains, we never belonged together
Nobody till I die, I don't trust you niggaz
And with all do respect, man fuck you niggaz
[Hook x2]
[talking:]
Yeah just like that, I need nodody to stand by me nigga
Man you niggaz know me man, I ain't changed man
Yung Ro nigga ah-ha fucker, don't stand by me I'm good
For real-for real, you know it's like my nigga Hatter told me man
He say Ro man, you just surround yourself around positive people ya know
And you already know, to stay away from the negative ones
And I was like yeah-yeah fa sho-fa sho, but he was like
You know the ones you really need to watch out fo', I was like who that
He said them in-between ones, you know the ones that don't move you at all
You feel me, I know you like why-why-why-why
Think about it for a while, now dig these blues
The mo'fucker who don't move you at all, you know
You-you-you find yourself, getting what you call comfortable you feel me
I mean, the nigga ain't negative I mean he ain't positive
But he ain't negative, so he cool ha-ha
And y'all just cold chilling, y'all prolly sitting together right now
Naw that ain't my purpose though you feel me, look out though man
Nobody nigga, that's how I'm banging it
And you can take it how it hit you, cause I'm so sincere
[Mixing by OG Ron C]
[Yung Ro]
You dont really want beef with us
Cause we the only niggaz that's beatin us
Late night at my spot, we meetin up
Either the block or the booth, we heat it up
And I'ma heat it up, plus eat it up
With my heater up, ready to heat it up
Show me a mill and I'll eat it up
Plus me and my niggaz can't eat enough
And I'ma run this race til my features bust
Overload the gas and mash, til I crash
Or my meter bust
I can see it, I'm goin, my meter's up
My adrinaline pumpin, to feed the stuff
But your a female dog, and I don't feed the pup
Matter of fact, I really don't need a pup
Kick the ho out the door, and I recieve a nutt
You say me and what?? Him? wassup?
Dawg I'm bout to EAT 'em up
Naaaw I'm bout to BEAT 'em up
But I dont wanna scuff my Fila's up
Cut ya speakers up, til the tweaters bust
Nobody language, we and us
And I fuck with Nobody but We and us
But yall think Nobody means me and what?
Look, 1, 2, 3, Noobooody!
Who fuckin wit us in this muthafucka? Noobooody!
Put a hollow tip, put it in your boooody
Flip my tongue, got 'em like - Oh Gaaaawdy
He's on fire, look STOP
Let me slow it down and change the flow
Cause it really ain't no thang to roll
Change the flow, cause I am the flow
I AM the Ro, It's Cammron Ro
In a land where No-Boooody lives
You should see what goes in-siiide of here
Alotta straight prayin, Alotta tears
Get the fuck up outta here
Nobody's allowed, and you off limits
I spit the real, and you talk gimmick
Some about cash, you about pennies
I'm about women, cash, and checks
Ass and sex, hash and wet, blastin Tecs
You outta line, your rent is due, and you past the debt
Math and sweat, grind on a everyday thing, way down in Tex
And that's it, Naw nigga
Cause even if I ran outta shit to say
I just hit Cham on a 2-way
And tell 'em to throw me click, Okay? (I'm ready)
Yall don't wanna see 'Ro come
With four guns, then blow some
One into no one, Nobody did it
You can't find NO one
A snitch, not even a bitch
Cause soon as it's over, and court is ajurned
WE - will go and find an Attorney
And wet 'em up like a shern Sweet
We don't turn cheeks, we burn beef
Think about it, who really got beef?
Messin with me, you get shot B
NooBooody! Who got me?
You don't want it with us!
You don't want it with we!
You don't want it with me!
You don't want it with C
[D-Black]
Shiiiiiit
They don't want it with D
Dash capital Black lettas
You betta watch them cats in the back of us
Cause we always keppin our gats with us
They don't know Mista Maximus
Cause if they did, then they wouldnt get out of line
If it's plex, we'll get out the nine
These cats must be out their mind
Look at how we spit out this rhymes
They don't wanna see black come
With a black gun, when I clap one
Into ya back son, cause Black's dumb
Now that's done
Cause you could get his with a hotshot to ya facial features
So stay in ya place while I sip on a ?? and peep our prey like creatures
Now I'm back with the glocks out
Better cover your ears, cause we knock loud
If we go, toe to toe, you get knocked out
??? you get blacked out
Better watch out now, Cause nothin says bustin
Like ??? cousin, gotta ounce on the stove and
A key in the oven, these bitches be lovin
The way that we comin
If we peep then we bustin, No need for discussion
I think that your bluffin, we keep the adrinaline rushin
I ?? backwards, then I go backward
Cause it's some serious fuckin
I could pull your bra without even tryin
And we can take flight, without flyin
And we could cook chickens, without even fryin
And we could shed tears, without even cryin
Bitch, These ?? G's Recognize that Nobody is us
We come with Nobody with us
So you niggaz no it's Nobody but us
[Chamillionaire]
Ay..
I'm allergic to pussy ass niggaz
And pussy ass niggaz always be the one tryin to come around
I'm not some kinda gynecologist
So I'm not gunna sit, here and be dealin with all you vagina's
Allergic to niggaz who be thinkin bout jackin
Them be the main niggaz pullin up beside us
Say 'Ro ahh - ahh - chu (gunshot)
Hand me the gat and maybe that'll clear my sinus
Can't see me, I promise
It's kinda like ya eyes is, starrin off into your eye lids
Wannabe riots
I don't see yo team, cause them niggaz be invisable as my smile is
Nigga be quiet, My team we some grinders
I'm the King, I'm ya highness
Anything ya can think of, I'm probably the king of
Like Krunk music and Lil'Jon is
Playa I promise, You can search, but won't find it
Around me, the sicker my rhyme is
There's no minus ahead of what my mind is
So tell yo mind, to get in line and stand behind his
Here's put it on ya mind kids
My lyrics bring violence, so please don't buy this
Please don't try this at home, cause it's known
To start cool and end up in three riots
Nigga we giants
There's nobody in here - YEP, Maaaan
He get money
Cause Nobody niggaz get leaves of Chronic
What about Lew Hawk man? He's dishonest
He probably got more speed then Sonic
Ain't talkin bout runnin nigga, he will front it
What about Twin? Too much weed in his stomach
Nigga call on a hater, til he get hunted
When the laws interrogate and ??? from em
Runnin with Nobody, how you seem 'em comin?
Nigga..Koop!
[talking]
Pain-pain, and I'm the realest motherfucker breathing
[Yung Ro]
I will fucking promise God, that I would give him my best
Got off my knees and took the proof, to get some shit off my chest
Now I don't sleep too much, I was born to grind
So much to do I'm always late, but they ain't got enough time
But I gotta go, got a call for a show
Plus I got a in-sto', they say my cd running low no
G'yeah, y'all can't understand my structure
I am a conductor, motherfuck ya
Just open your eyes, I'll show the facts
With no proof but in the booth, I'm so relaxed g'yeah
How that sound, me lose
I'm a ignant cocky dude, that keeps some'ing to prove
You got some'ing to prove, well fuck it call the boy out
I be ready no doubt, er-a what you talking bout
Yung Ro, my big bro J-Mack
Until the Clip is Empty, do you like the sound of that
Bu-busting niggas heads, just to make em pay attention
Tried to tell him not to fuck with me, he wouldn't listen
But, me not scared to go to war
Look at this face, you see my scar motherfucker
I'm smoking weed, to take the pain away
Pain don't never go away, pain stay so Yung Ro pray
Uh, nigga I'm on another level
Trying to get my life right, slap boxing the devil
And when I was a child, he use to get the best of me
Took what was left in me, then I made myself love me
Nobody, the realest rapper alive
Lord knows how hard I try, who the realest
[talking]
Yeah, they call me Mr. Pain around this bitch
Know a nigga did a movie named Pain
On my next underground, I'll be like pain nigga
[talking:]
Yung Ro, Podina Sensei yeah
2004 already, (Yung Ro) say
[Big Pokey:]
Watch out for Sensei, make way for Yung Ro
Y'all hear that shotty blast, that's how my gun go
I let off one mo', Ro got the calico
I got the 4-5, y'all better hit the flo'
Stop drop and roll, niggaz call me rock and roll
Cause I cop that heavy metal, closet like a gun show
Hardest Pit in the sto', then I gave em Dope Game
Backdo' with Sky's Da Limit, followed up with Hurricane
S.U.C. changed the game, M.O.B. stained your brain
Crock bull bloodline, uncut cocaine
Dog you better lace your boots, slippers count you know it's real
Men get touched like that boy Tony Touch, Hollyfield hold your grill
Chop till you drop roll the field, get stopped on the block in a old Deville
Live wire one deep, drive by trying to hold the wheel
These niggaz in the street like road kill, Main Street to Mobille
Sensei signing off, bust your gun you know the deal
[Hook:]
(when you think of me), you think of a headache
A bus losing control, and speeding with bad breaks
(when you think of me), you think of a great dane
Charging at full speed, and hit like a freight train
(when you think of me), you think of a wad of bricks
Won't budge for shit, won't stop or quit
(when you think of me), you think of a disease
Traveling through your speakers, to hit you when you breathe
[Yung Ro:]
I snatch niggaz tongues out, walk with my guns out
And I'ma smoke weed, till my fucking lungs out
You get your ass rung out, hung out to dry
Puffing on fry, the opposite of dry
If niggaz wanna try, we'll duck they mate
Have her bruised and duct taped, fucked and raped
Kidnap your kids and hold em, for ransom do'
You think of a nightmare, when you think of Ro
[Hook]
[talking:]
Yeah Sensei, Yung Ro
[talking:]
Yung Ro, dig these blues black
One hundred, you gotta do ya math you know I'm saying
Some niggaz just don't add up, some shit just don't add up
Keep your math straight, look
[Yung Ro:]
Now where I come from you never know, what these people up to
Do the math on my life, and see what it equals up to
No cash plus my situation, equaled that
And that plus access to guns, equalled that
Now multiply that, times the power of greed
Pain on my mind, plus killa ass weed
Now you see I'm dealing with, fucked up mathematics
Adding up negatives, blindly subtracting
But something gotta change, cause I'm striving and struggling
Could be a magician, you see these problems I'm juggling
It's hard but I'm thugging, I'ma do it to my grave
Third Coast born, and I'm Texas raised
I got Texas ways, cause I'm a nigga bout my cash
By any mean necessary, plus I need it fast
Put a bullet in your ass, if it's for the right price
A calm nigga in the day, a cold killer at night
And it ain't right I know it, but a nigga gotta eat
And it's the same for me, that's why I'm packing my heat
But I bet you won't get to, your stash for your piece
Cause when I catch you I'ma let you, have it in your teeth
And I don't really ever think, you niggaz heard of my kind
Cause I don't really think you know, that I got murder on my mind
And most rappers name theyself, the streets gave me my name
Call me Mr. Nobody, fuck that Mr. Pain
[talking:]
Ha, you niggaz ain't ready for the real (scared of the real)
I'm coming (niggaz scared of the real), beware
Nobody, you can't be what you can't see
(It's the real), niggaz scared of the real
They fold under pressure, if they felt the pain I feel
What you know about pain nigga, what you know about pain
(The real), niggaz scared of the real
They fold under pressure, if they felt the pain I feel
What you know about pain, what you know about pain
[Yung Ro:]
You better back-back, pay attention Ro will hurt ya
And I don't fuck with newcomers, keep my love in a circle
Cause see I know my situation, and the way it got me thinking
And you worse off then me, it ain't no telling what you thinking
But if you try to fuck me, I'ma be the first to attack
In silence, cause I ain't got roo, for another stab in my back
My nigga pain hurts, and you can tell it when I bleed
The blood coming out my wounds, says hate jealousy and greed
Dear Lord, look what they doing to your soldier down here
Believe in faith in the sky, but hope is over down here
We blowing doja down here, we ain't sober down here
Young niggaz too, we all looking older down here
We way colder down here, you can make it a bet
Stick out like a true sherm head, after it take it's effect
Zombies, shermed out off wet
Dip it light it inhale it, one hell of a cause and effect
And when niggaz need cash, you better lock your do's
Get a gun motherfucker, if you can't get fold
Cause ain't no love in these streets, these boys wired up
[O.G. Ron C: talking]
Ye, put it I ya face like that, huh
It's the color changin' click
Yung ro, nobody, O.G. Roc C, wreckin' yard
[Hook: Yung Ro]
Many rappas, have gangsta old beats
Change ain't ya mission, can't hang on the streets
Betta watch what you say, when you rap on these beats
Cause you might have to prove it one day
I put a hole in a rappa, for messin' wit me
Paid in full, color changin click, and nobody
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause I'll come, and eat ya artists up
I'ma cool kat, and I don't really start no plex
I got money on mind, problems, and stress
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause Yung Ro comin' straight from..
Many rappas, have gangsta old beats
Change be ya mission, can't hang on the streets
Betta watch what you say, when you rap on these beats
Cause you might have to prove it one day
I put a hole in a rappa, for messin' wit me
Paid in full, color changin click, and nobody
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause I'll come, and eat ya artists up
I'ma cool kat, and I don't really start -
I'ma cool kat, and I don't really start no plex
I'ma cool kat, and I don't really start no plex
I got money on mind, problems, and stress
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause Yung Ro comin' straight from the streets
[Yung Ro]
Come on dawg, I know you don't wanna be another rappa dead
Shot in the head, dead and gone, behind some fuck you done said
Everybody rappin' gangsta, ain't really a gangsta
Not even me, but I never really said I was gangsta
I'ma man, and I ain't gotta say or prove shh
My homie kat say he ain't a gangsta, just do gangsta shh
So that mean we don't look for trouble, but you still can get popped
But you know all the famous rappas, they died gettin' shot
So when you see that red beemin', and hear that cock I got ya
And you can run and tell the police, that nobody shot ya
Homie, tell the truth, how many people you killed
Y'all promote a gangsta, like bein' gangsta is real
Nah, tell the truth, I seen a lot of rappas
And you can see it in they eyes, that they some gangsta actors
And when you see me, I'm happy, smilin' wit a glock
Cause I'ma be me regardless, hard times or not
I'ma grown ass man, depend on nobody else
And I don't pack a glock for promotion, I'm protectin' myself
They say commercial rappas weak, and he gangsta he hard
Yeah he rhyme, but he just killed thirty people in sixteen bars
You even take the time, yo remind yourself
Y'all sound like lost kittens, y'all need to find y'all self
See me, I'm nobody, on top paid in full
And it be them quiet humble ones, that will pop yo skull
And I'ma check the rap game, cause it needs some help
My last words to the people, is y'all be ya self
[Hook: Yung Ro]
Many rappas, have gangsta old beats
Change be ya mission, can't hang on the streets
Betta watch what you say, when you rap on these beats
Cause you might have to prove it one day
I put a hole in a rappa, for messin' wit me
Paid in full, color changin click, and nobody
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause I'll come, and eat ya artists up
I'ma cool kat, and I don't really start no plex
I got money on mind, problems, and stress
And I dare a punk rappa, to start dissin' me
Cause Yung Ro comin' straight from the streets
[talking]
I hear y'all talking, I know you trying too
I know he don't wanna meet ya half way, and I know what happened after that
But I think there's a way we can work it out, all we need is understanding
You feel me we gon try to do that, understand come on
Put your hands up uh-uh-uh, put your hands up my name Yung Ro man
I'm one of the ones you know, come on
If you feeling it like I'm feeling it right now, what I want you to do
Put your hand up to the sky, and rock with me
Yeah-yeah, come on listen up uh
[Yung Ro]
Now you been crying all day, listen up you make up
I know it wasn't your fault, you didn't wanna break up
But you gotta wake up, and look at the picture
You got dogs and hoes, ladies and real niggaz
And who you'll end up with, shit you never will know
But I gotta use my brain, to keep a lady from a hoe
Cause if a hoe break my heart, I should of known she was fake
Now if a lady cheat on me, then that was my mistake
Cause a lady gon need a reason, but she'll go up your letter
And if I'm off note, she deserves some'ing better
Cause she's a lady, and that's hard to be
And also hard to find, so I'm a D-O-G
And honestly I feel bad, I broke a few hearts
But this bullshit fame, just fucked me up from the start
So if you love him just tell him, give him a kiss and a hug
Cause even a dog, can't turn down unconditional love
[talking]
Understand that try to yeah, all we need is understanding you know
I understand ladies, for real for real you know but look out
On the real, I can't leave my dogs out you know
Y'all fail to realize that y'all act understanding sometimes too
So you know I'ma spit it from a man's point of view
So don't hang up the phone just yet
[Yung Ro]
Understanding, is something we both need
Since we can't see eye to eye, nothing but drama we see
It's not a happy home, it's too much pain and confusion
Got wars going on in my head, and I'm losing
So you and that bullshit you stressing, disappear
I don't need it in my life, it's too real over here
And I hope he make you happy, cause I see that I can't
Your love ain't like mine I'm stressed, I see that you ain't
You still doing you running with who, shit I don't know
Letting time pass you up, living the life of a hoe
And I know you was so guilty, kept your face disguised
And when I kissed you swear to God, I could taste those lies
So bitter so sweet, you a dangerous woman
But I can't fuck with ya mama, cause you ain't never showed me nothing
It was like murder she wrote, when she spoke up like I died
Lord knows a nigga tried, help my understand why
[talking]
Yeah you know, understanding is a beautiful thang
Ha at least when you got it, ha-ha but look out though man
You're now in session with Yung Ro, Counselor
[Yung Ro]
And a one and a two and a three, nobody!
Who fuckin' with us in this motherfucker, nobody!
We young and focused, determined and thick
We got our mind right money right, we running this bitch
Yung ro nobody, think about don't do it
This is not just music, cause look theres nothing to it
How I talk about my structure, how I punish motherfuckers
Punchin' lines without no knuckles, cock back-
[O.G. Ron C: Mixing]
[Yung Ro]
And a one and a two and a three, nobody!
Who fuckin' with us in this motherfucker, nobody!
We young and focused, determined and thick
We got our mind right money right, we running this bitch
Yung ro nobody, think about don't do it
This is not just music, cause look theres nothing to it
How I talk about my structure, how I punish motherfuckers
Punchin' lines without no knuckles, cock back blucka blucka
Gyeah, and I'm just getting started, but I'm struggling the hardest
So I'm hustling the hardest
You think I won't, but I can and would
Fuck a beat, mac say I can rap and make the wind sound good
Now let me explain why I'm the hardest dog
I never sleep, sometimes but hardly naw-
Now let me explain why I'm the hardest dog
I never sleep, sometimes but hardly naw-
Now let me explain why I'm the hardest dog
I never sleep, sometimes but hardly naw
And I don't waste no time chilling with shawty gaw
I go get this cash, and you go party girl
I'm tryna rock some re-runs of marty mob
But boys playing games with me, oh lawdy lord
Marcus pop that daddy, and just record it dog
Now I'm seeing why Jigga laugh, nigga hawdy haw
Other teams are nice, but nigga are's is hard
We spit it all, from pain, street shit, to cars and brauds
Pausin' star, homie focus just listen
Now I'm about to teach and define Paid In Full edition
Two plus One, and later on another one
Paul Wall, Koopa, Fifty and your's truly yung yung
Dumb dumb, boy! I'm in it to prove
I race the clock and pass it up, every minute it move
I'm that young nobody, with a venomous crew
Get the mic hot make ?? C put a bent in the booth
Me and Twin get high, and show you what menaces do
Then you got Koopa to deal with, when we finished with you
Lil E put ten in a dude, he put ten and he cool
He a fag, a coward, a man who's feminin ooh
And any of them dudes, that give me the clues
They fixing to move, I merk 'em on site (pow!) now give me a coo
I'm skinny and rude, with a semi or two
With plenty of mood- swings, and I pity the fool
Look I'm on remy and goose, the gin and the juice
Henny and woo, stressed on the edge not friendly or cool
Slow daddy! we finished with you
Cocky koopa invest flip cash, and spending it too
We got them swangers and vogues, but we spinning them too
The paint change color four times shine, and blending the tool
Lin is my new, protege on the nobody roster
We the hottest niggaz out, and got a lot to offer
You got plex you better think boy, and pipe pipe dine
Fuck with Ro I play it cool, and wipe boys dine
Won't hesitate to squeeze the hammer
??? I pack and bake the powder, like arm and hammer
I'm on this bammer weed, in my home in Atlanta
Papperazzis and fast flashing when we on the camera
But on the channel, true you won't ever see me
I reup remain focused, cut throat and flee
I gotta payroll rotation, keep me mob style protected
I got workers watching workers, mob style connected
Me and Twin face to face, mob style reflected
I got a lot of love for niggaz mob style in Texas
Yung Ro nobody, you still ain't convinced
My arms folded hands shaking, and my eyes is squinched
Gyeah, you know who running the game
Paid In Full, them waterboys, Nobody and Color Change
[Slim Thug]
Boss Hogg Outlawz
I represent the Boss Hogg Outlaw gang
We one of the rawest clicks, that ever came in the game
Besides the fame, me and my boys on these streets
Best believe the truth spoke, when we on these beats
All that balling and ice, I really love that life
When people see the boss, they say it must be nice
To have a house that price, drive a car that price
I got four or five dimes, what I want with a wife
I done seen enough green, to pay for both our dreams
And done so much dirt, I can't afford to be clean
I been all around the world, lived fantasies with girls
Got everything I wanted, including diamonds and pearls
It's kind of scary, make a nigga wonder what's next
Is it normal for one kid to be so blessed
I'm impressed by what the lord gave me
And I'm thankful because the lord saved me
And he made me, the man I am
So maybe, that's why I am what I am
So why you other cats, trying to take my position
It's out of ya hands, man keep on wishing
Ask around what the click running the north is
Ask around who the mother fucking big boss is
It's like this, if ya hot ya hot
But on the other hand, if ya not ya not
Nigga
[talking]
Pain-pain-pain, bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu
[Yung Ro]
I got the mind of a general, peep my mentality
Loving me ain't easy, and that's why they stay mad at me
Had me thinking I was forsaken, by love
Didn't hate me, but the man that I was capable of
So they was capable of, stabbing me in my back
Trust nobody and with that said, Yung Ro clap back
Bu-busting niggas heads, cause they keep fucking with me
You got beef load em up, shoot and pray you hit me
Cause if you miss, it's gon be a cold day in America
I ain't never scared of ya, I'm two steps ahead of ya
It's so mysterious, when I step in the booth
Call me Nobody the Ghost, because my flow like poof
And I know that true, I try to tell it when I speak mayn
Fo' foot prince one hundred, my nigga complete mayn
Speak mayn, but speak with a purpose
When you high but the surface, you can see what the earth is
Fire, you can call it what you call the shit
I don't give a fuck, I never cared too much for politics
Trick, I'm just trying to make a dollar mayn
A stack on a dollar mayn, ch-ch-ch-ch holla mayn
I'm getting paid, every motherfucking show
Niggas gotta respect the kid, this my third solo
And rappers know when I drop, I'm dropping a double mayn
Y'all niggas in trouble mayn, me and Mack in a huddle mayn
And all we talk about is money, and discuss beef
All you talk about is negative, you disgust me
Slow daddy, I could teach you a lesson
You not only a broke rapper, but a bad investment
Making deals with the devil, I am not a soul seller
I am not the truth, more like a truth teller whoa
Look in my eyes, boy I know you scared clown
Know you pussy cause you pass, walking with your head down
Fascinated with the concrete, I guess
Until I die I'll be high, beating on my chest
Bu-busting niggas heads, Nobody y'all can't see
22 and I'll be rich by 23, it's so much pain
[talking]
Uh-uh, I'll be the last motherfucker breathing
G'yeah-g'yeah, cause I'm the realest motherfucker breathing
[talking:]
Come on mayn huuuh, head turner
Geah feel it, I turn motherfucking heads
When I walk in, I don't know about you
[Hook: x4]
Swisha sweet burner, big face earner
Boy I's, a fucking head turner
[Big Pluck:]
Swinging in the Benz, swinging through the lot
Fo' niggaz in the back, bout to punch the roof out
Getting crunk then thoed, Nobody through the do'
Big Pluck I represent it, bitch you already know
Niggaz get mad, and wanna knock me like a do'
Nigga don't get mad, cause a fat nigga took your hoe
She's not your dame though, she's your main hoe
I chunked the deuce, and took your bitch to Shanango
Bitch turn your head, when you see a head turner
I got your bitch deep throating, sucking she's a head turner
So I'ma go ahead and turn her, into a freak a head hunter
I got her neck her hair done on my nuts, and my bed's gonna
Break soon like boom, I got my camera on zoom
Don't disturb me I'm in my room, Yung Ro coming soon
[Yung Ro:]
Here I am the one and only, pimptastic with tenderonies
Got em regretting what they did, compared to how long they know me my homie
See you can't clone me, you only wanna cut she lonely
I fuck her tell her to phone me, then fuck em my number's phony
But if I tell her to turn her head, and I get a light turn up
I'm subject to might turn up, and flip into Ike Turner
I'm a head turner, big faces counting these heads turning
Now these boppers heads turning, smiling at me my head turning
Head burning chest burning, cause I'm feeling this X
Bitches looking for me in a Lac, but I'm still in a Lex
I'm still with the Flex, D. Black, B. Booker ain't late
We reminiscing and listening, to karaoke tapes
Life is great I thank the Lord, when I get out my bed
Even hoes who don't know me, curious could I turn so many heads
Like who is he Yung Ro, oh that dude that rhyme tight
And automatically they hooked, mesmerized by the limelight I'm a head turner baby
[Hook x4]
[Sipp:]
I'm a head turner, because these hoes love the whip
My game's a overdose, and that's why hoes love the Sipp
And boy, I's a fly smooth talking goon sparking
These bops flock, when they see me in the Platoon parking
They see the car and think MJ, that's just the shoes talking
I'm on 23's, but look like the rims is moon walking
My car's a tomboy, bitch she wears skirts and shoes
But if you touch her, man I'ma have to hurt you dudes
Look how they stare and shit, this is what I gotta bare with
She kissing on me, damn girl you fucking up my velvet
But she's on this one man thang, but can't get one man brain
But she know that I can fuck, like a one man train
I know you going hard on me, want my dicks and air
But your job is done ma, now go fix your hair
This is for my thugs, who let they bumper drag down the break
You ain't got no candy on your car, that's a flag on the plate
[L. Dogg:]
Well I jump out the six grinning, hating niggaz can't stand it
I'm in a car that look like something, that came from a different planet
I got a jet, that gets me to L.A. in twelve minutes
And I'm young but got money, long as a rapist jail sentence
You can call me the hardest, the rap game land lord
Them boys rapping bout Jags, but driving '92 Fords
And I'm the head turning, y'all boys ain't messing with me
I'm getting Paid In Full, y'all making cents like 50
And I dare y'all to label me, as a commercial rapper
Piss my little ass off, and I bet you I hurt a rapper
Shotgun in the trunk, 22 under the seat
And Sprewells on the Benz, 22's under the Jeep
And I'm the rawest nigga rapping, on these underground tapes
I'm trying to handle more weight, and put candles on a cake
And I turn heads, with the big heads I earn
Just call me neck and shoulders, cause I'm the reason heads turn
[Yung Ro talking]
Yeah, nobody, you know I like this here, give me a chance to vent ya know
Give ya me, not all the bull shit ya feel me, listen look
[Yung Ro]
Nobody thought Yung Ro would flow like this
Used to have to leave the Southern region to get a flow like this
So now that I flow like this, they all feelin Ro
Thankin nobody damn you killin' em Ro
With that young prophet soul, real spiritual flow
And at that moment nuthin' is alive what you hear in ya soul
You are, hearin' the Ro shh peep when I'm rappin
How ya chest tingle that mean sumthin' major gonna happen
Ay, I speak the future niggaz gotta feel me
Cuz curious bitches gon bop then jealousy gon kill me
But I be kickin it wit jesus, relaxin, havin' a toast
Laughin,cuz you never really feel what you really hated most
The truth, and that will forever live
Through every person that I touched and every good deed that I did
I am nobody cock sucka, face the nine
You can't kill nobody son ya wastin' ya time
It ain't me, and this gift is a hand me down
But hatas gonna leave blue blockers in order to stand me shine
Older catz watched me close and say I was way too cocky
But pretendin' to be my friend and feel the oppurtunity stop me
Watch me, do my thang real is all I flow
Because speakin' the truth and shit talkin' is all I know
And all I flow is do-do, we got me so high
Oh no, Ro-Ro, don't tell no lies
So I, was paint the picture for the dead to see
But those who sleep through life awake focus,listen to me
Lyrics like kodak film, I snap life when I tell it
Give it to you, let you plan it way before you feel it
I bin the, best of the best even the worst of the worst
So you get my pain, tears, and pride when I'm spittin' a verse
So every pin-stroke I live both wisdom and truth
Not what I seen, heard, or read daddy my livin' is proof
Live in the booth or on the set of art or porto lies
So through my words of expressions I remained immortalised
Ya artists, deaf ya mortal guys
But of course, theres more to lies
Than rappin' to bull shit egos gettin' rich from recordin' lies
And any man recordin I understands he's a point of history
I meditate you hit the beat nobody's the mystery
I'm legendary remember then heaven dared it
How I did it for the movement and remained secondary
And with every second carryin it with the weight of the world on my back
While dodgin' jumpin' obstacles and still remainin' on track
I spit for niggaz stuck in deep thought
Take heed to what them streets talk
They know, because the streets talk
Speak truth, none of that sweet talk
And we rock, every bit of the streets in us in this music
And I worked hard to feel my rappin' and my pride won't let me lose it
So when you pick up a CD and theres a feature wit Ro on it
Get nuthin' but real, no gimmics and ain't no shit that's a promise
To be honest I don't even like rap, just expressin my thoughts
The rap game cludded with foolishness and very unnessisary talk
But fuck that, to the hide on my flow is fuck them politics
Still workin' on radio shit my curse done stuck on knowledge
But trust me, Gyeah see I know what I'm doin'
I am destined for this I am the future of Houston
Nobody nigga please, Come on
I'm the realest rappa alive till y'all prove me wrong
Do you believe?
[Yung Ro talking]
Gyeah, Gyeah, nigga, Yung Ro
One, Paid in Phull, one and two
Yung Ro, on the three to the who want it?
Wait for my album cousin, self entitled Nobody, the man who switched
The Bible say we all equal, we the same in the end
So when you fuckin with Yung Ro, then Nobody gone win
So here I am, full of pain, with a mic in my hand
I sacrafice the truth to let you know Nobody'll understand
And if I'm judged as a man, for this Nobody life style
I hope they don't forget to mention, all the laughs and smiles
But don't cry for Yung Ro, Cause I'm on anothe roll
where it started, where it ends, my nigga Nobody knows
I'm destined to shine, punk nigga, don't fool yourself
And if you get hot from the truth you betta cool yourself
Cause I'ma young master mind, how the fuck you figure?
Bitch I'll fuck you up in public and laugh at you foolish niggaz
Take heed to what I'm sayin, only them covers cartoons
See most rappers - got war stories, Yung Ro got war wounds
And I ain't even - TRYIN to plex
I'm only - TRYIN to stress
But you betta - REMIND yourself
Nigga that - I'M the best
And you just might - FIND yourself
Lookin for some - KIND of help
That your nigga done got pissed
Now bullets - FLYING through your chest
GOT EM!
Yung Ro an ignorant fed muthafucker
But the way I spit it, you can't touch it
Only due to my structure
And I was told on this road, they wanna go and kill me
I'm like the wind, you can't see me
But when I flow, you feel me
Can you hear me?
Nigga this goes on, like I said too much
And if you fuck with Nobody, Nobody will fuck ya up
It's Color Change, Paid In Full, Nigga let it be known
And if you fuck with Nobody, Nobody will fuck ya up
It's Color Change, Paid In Full, Nigga let it be known
And if you fuck with Nobody, Nobody will fuck ya up
It's Color Change, Paid In Full, Nigga let it be known
And I'ma ride for my niggaz, until the day that I'm gone
My nuts - are way bigger, my team - is way stronger
My boss money's on my mind right, nigga I'm on ya
And if you consider competition, you betta get on your shit
Cause soon as they give me a chance, I'ma run this bitch
Nobooooooody - Grab your heat and put your gun up
Put some pistols on they ass and make 'em walk like Ronald
[Laughs] And I don't do gangsta rap
I spit raw Nobody shit, now how gangsta is that?
I'm a man, and I ain't never had my nuts taken from me
And I'm no where to be found, if you bitches lookin for me
I be anxious aiming lookin through my peep hole dumpin
Punk bitch, I see shit, just like Neo comin
Plus protected by God's sheild, and I'm driven by God's will
And I know that God's real, but it's so hard to chill
When snake niggaz get scared, they build they hate then they swarm
I don't wanna use what God gave me, to inflict no harm
Niggaz what I bring will be pain, and way worse then a bullet
And I've been itchin, anxious, so stressed, that I'm ready to pull it
And you don't want them thangs burnin the blood in your artiries
All that bumpin don't bother me, You'll be in jail for robbery
This is what the streets made me, thinkin about God daily
Plus the struggle made me stronger and at the same time crazy
I'm havin bad dreams my nigga, and I don't understand them
I wake up crying and confused and write a Nobody Anthem
Can you fakers here me spittin, think this shit's so easy
How many ways can I say it's fucked up for someone to believe me
I'm in need of a miricle, they feelin me lyrical
Scared of my physical, and so lost spiritual
I can't explain what I know, how I know it and why
I'm pretty sure it'll all make sense when I lay down and die
But for now, I'm gettin fucked up, runnin the streets with my killers
I got -THUG LOVE- for my Nobody niggaz!
[Yung Ro:]
Dear Serenity, I'm sorry I'm just doing what I got to
And this is the truth, your daddy loved you before you saw you
I just wanted you to shine, daddy grew up too hard
With no friends no money, just brought me closer to God
And I can't stop thinking, that I won't live too long
But if you ever miss your papa, just listen to his song
But don't listen to me wrong, understand my love
Critics may judge the way I speak, and classify me as a thug
A nobody loud mouth, who just won't shut up
Full of pain full of love, full of drugs fucked up
What's up, Yung Ro put his life on wax
I ain't no rapper feel my pain, now put some mics on that
You can't disappoint me, I'm a man you a man
But you ain't God and you ain't me, so I don't expect you to understand
I see evil painting pictures, in my head so clear
Voices plotting on my soul, I swear I felt it in my ear
I wanna live a normal life, but dog a nigga doubt it
I done got so use to being high, I can't see a regular life without it
Dear God I'm scared to die, but I'm ready to kick it with you
But I know you will never call me name, until you say I'm through
But until then it's fuck everybody, I love nobody
Call that damn Ro, Rizzo Mr. Nobody
I can't even trust my dogs, cause they don't love me
I try again and again, but somebody always fuck me
They say I'm lucky, you blessed cause God chose you
But I wonder if they had the chance, would they try to switch shoes
Dear God it hurts so bad, when nobody loves you
Sometimes I wish I didn't love em, cause they couldn't hurt me like they do
So look at me full of hate, full of love gone crazy
Just me and my baby, one deep with my 3-80
Niggaz shady, so I been kicking it with nobody lately
Praying for my loved ones, and even the motherfuckers that hate me
I am love I am pain, depressed and hoping
I am anger Yung Ro, I'm a walking emotion
[talking:]
I see it, in your eyes
You're always waiting, for something bad to happen
You can't trust nobody, you said it yourself you can't relax
You can't hardly, even smile
[B. Booker:]
My step-dad never liked me, tried to turn my mom's against me
When I found that out, feel like I had the laws against me
So I went to my room, packed up my things and burnt quickly
Never have I ever, seen myself move so swiftly
A few months passed, the house is different since I'm gone
When I pick up the phone, it's mom's ready for me to come back home
Only 17, my girl a few years older
Both of us young, dealing with these burdens on our shoulders
It's been damn near a year, and life's got cold
Fucking my lady with no rubber, now her stomach's on swoll
Seems like this life I love, has been fucked up since day one
Now on August 24th, I'm expecting a son
My first thought was a baby, gon hit you where it hurt
The first thought of making fast money, was snatching a purse
So that night I dressed up in all black, and did that
Did the crime one deep, cause on yourself you can't rat
Quit school, and on the football team gave up my spot
And took somebody's starting position, hustling on the block
With the thousands I won for, had to do the do
Bought three pounds from my ese partna, and he fronted me two
Now I'm hustling full time, with my mind on my ends
Me and my boo and a soldier, that she carries within
Three days straight sometimes, a week hustling away from home
Baby mama's alone, stressed I'm always gone
But when a nigga finally did, make it back to the pad
I walked up to hug and kiss her, cause I knew she was mad
[Yung Ro:]
I done got to the point, where shit don't even affect me no mo'
I use to be a bi-polar child, back in 1994
But time passed mo' problems, and a nigga still standing
After being abused neglected, depressed and abandoned
I was stranded, a live walking loose canon
I use tp pray for the pain to stop, now I only pray for understanding
I'm on some fo' foot prince shit, but it's only been two half my quest
I ain't got time to rest, I'm still here so I know I'm blessed
But I can't help to think about, the ones I love who so selfish
And when they need somebody to talk to, they run to Ro so helpless
And I would go breathless, and hang myself from a tree
Before I do the thangs to y'all, that y'all niggaz done done to me
But nigga fuck it, who said life was 'spose to be fun
A bigger heart than a brain, that's the life of the chosen one
My girl say I worry too much, and I'm always stressing
I swear I seen the pain in her face, when I was gone off X
And I love nobody, because nobody love Ro
And it's M-O-B, with my and my big bro
And you down for life, when you fucking with Yung Ro
Because I'll hit a nigga I love, before a nigga I don't know
And ask for a hoe, she gon get that do'
Or make herself useful, and drive my click to a show
See I could be a pimp, with some thangs that I say to women
But past relationships, got me thinking that I ain't made for women
I'm a walking mess, full of pain inside
Catch myself staring at kids, seeing a part of me that died
Somebody shed a tear for me, cause I ain't got no mo'
Put too much trust in my niggaz, and bad run-in's with hoes
It never fails money and pussy, will help you see the truth
You wanna see how real your niggaz is, then introduce these two
I put that on my T. Lady, I'm a real living witness
[talking:]
Man, that's what I'm tal'n bout right there
They say this what it take to wrote songs like this, come on let's go
Oh what you thinking huh, yeah you right
I see ya, let's go
[Yung Ro:]
A young mother got kids, growing up on her own
And her baby daddy gone, so she all alone
And even though we was po', we had a good life
Wasn't changing for the world, cause I love the hood life right
You shoulda seen, Lil' Ro
Flat top with a part, borrowing sugar from next do'
But oh the rent's due, plus you got money to pay back
The others lent you, and what's this letter that they sent you
Talking bout we pass due, pass out
And what's eviction mean mama, I don't wanna leave the house
Boy go and shut your mouth, we gon do what we gonna
To make it and we did, I got no choice to love mama
And I know, you think nobody cares
Nobody tries like you, and nobody's there
But you right, because it's me and you
So when you think nobody cares, you know who to look to ya know
[Hook: x2]
Nobody knows the, trouble that I've seen
No-body knows my, sorrow
[Yung Ro:]
Nobody knows my sorrow, it's like my heart seems hollow
But think about it, it really woulda took a right tomorrow
I got a heart mayn, that's bigger than me
But sometimes I can't decide, between this trigger and me
It's like it's bigger than me, I got a nigga in me
That's both bitter but sweet, and he be hitting that sweet
Get in the street, and just won't listen to me
I'm on some soul searching, trying to find the middle of me
Listen to me, it get hard everyday
I talk to God and I pray, and I just talk and I say
Whatever on my mind and heart, I'm trying to find my start
Ready to go, but I can't find my part
I grind and walk, because patience is a virtue
I'm speaking from experience, running fast will hurt you
Plus nobody will help, that's why we named our crew
And don't nobody cares, and know who to look to for real
[Hook x2]
[talking]
You gotta smile, through it all though man
You can't let that shit, get you down man
Hard times, come for a reason
[Dido]
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad [x2]
[Yung Ro]
Dear Yung Ro what's the deal how are you, fine I hope
I like your music and I hope you can find some truth, in what I wrote
I got both of your c.d.'s man, but I like the first one better
I tell my friends that you're the best but they don't be feeling, man forget 'em
Anyway Ro what's been up, how Boogie D he still on lock
I hear you mention him all the time boy, you must really miss him a lot
But he'll be cool and you too, I feel that Nobody concept
Cause I can relate to having nobody, I usually stay to myself
And that "Just A Nobody" track on Undagrind, that's my favorite
Ro I think you're underrated, remember the first time that I played it
(I'm just a nobody), see Ro I'm jamming it right now
That song really touches me man, for real and I don't see how
They can just overlook the passion of the words, that you speak
I guess some folks rather hear ego rap, advantage it over a beat
I heard about the movie you did "Pain", when is it coming out
You got the leading role right, I know you wrecked it without a doubt
Cause everything you speak is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
And that's why I stay on some Nobody shit all day, 24-7
But ay Ro I gotta go, write me back if you can do so
This is to Yung Ro, sincerely yours 100 fa sho
[Dido]
[Yung Ro]
Dear Ro say man, I know you busy and all that
But damn when you get some time, could you try to write me back
This Nobody shit driving me crazy, I can't stop thinking of you
Cause everytime I hear Nobody, seem like I'm trained to think of you
I got on yungro.com the other day, to hit your site
I see you got a store I bought some c.d.'s, and a couple shirts I like
I got your posters on my wall, and memorized all your songs
Seen you at a show with Color Change, snapped a picture with my phone
And speaking of Color Changin' Click, what happened to y'all
Man y'all the best, and what's going on between Chamillion and Paul
Any word on Mixtape Messiah, I picked up The Chick Magnet
Man you know anything Paid In Full drop, I got to have it
And tell Hatta what's up, I heard J-Mack swoll now
I even got a tape recorded, when you was doing the Roll Call
My brother thinks I'm crazy, but I'm your biggest fan you're the best
I even got a tatoo of your name, on my chest
And that song "Get Away" you did, talking bout your pain
You know that one when you say it's hard to fight, when your enemy is your brain
Well I cut for the hidden track, the poem after the song
Thought I was the only one who felt like that, an outcast alone
Cause they don't know me like you know me Ro, nobody does
They don't know what it was like, for people like us growing up
You gotta hit me back man, nobody cares right true
Right yeah, P.S. I'm a Nobody too
[Dido]
[Yung Ro]
Dear Mr. Nobody g'yeah, Yung Ro
It's been a whole week, and I ain't jammed none of your dumb flows
You can't write me back, I just asked for a lousy letter
I guess you too big for that right, nobody does it better
What being stuck up, and too cool to write your fans
I guess that movie went to your head, fame got you thinking you the man
I hate you Ro, I promoted you this the thanks I get
I called the hotline time after time, ain't heard from you yet
But it's cool don't worry bout me, things will work out for the better
I've had my time to think about it, and Ro this is my last letter
See I'm tired of this hope, being broke and selling dope
Some'ing gotta shake bought a Tech 9, and I think it's time to get cut throat
But Ro, this ain't no threat so don't take it that way
You'll find out later see you rap Ro, I got nothing but bad days
But I've been checking out this spot, plotting coming up with a plan
And you gon help me wit it, but nobody understands
Because nobody cares, or took the time out to ask
Just one fucking letter Ro, one response would of made me laugh
Or smile for one, but no you made it like this
How's this sound, nobody's here to stop me from loading up my clip
You ruined it Ro, we were 'spose to be together me and you
You were my inspiration, now voices telling me just shoot
And when you catch that news report, believe what you see is true
And it's your fault, so really Ro what you see is you
A reflection of me, we both the same me and you
We Nobodies, and Nobodies should be together too
[talking]
Ain't shit on TV, stupid bitch
Bullshit on TV, ugh bullshit
[Dido]
[talking in background]
In today's news, a man who has not yet been identified
Talk up in Houston Texas, the witness said he told her
Nobody is to blame, no name has been found no clues
Police say this is the crime of the century
Over an hour, a thousand comments were taken
A witness said he looked very mad, no name has been found
No clues, and police say this is the crime of the century
Nobody knows who did it
[Yung Ro]
What up homie, I know I'm late but how you doing
I hope you ain't mad, and whatever we had ain't gon or ruined
But what's this shit about, us suppose to be together
Feel funny, when I read that letter
But on the real I'm locked up, just peep the address see it's true
But what's fucked up, I'm here for some shit that I ain't do
So watch what you say when you write back, cause you know them folks gon read it first
So none of that crazy talk k', cause shit could be worse
They trying to hide your boy man, and they ain't got no evidence
My allaby straight like what you mean, see it don't make sense
Somebody set me up, I was up in Nobody Land
Just finished recording and thought, hey why not write my fans
But when I got to yours, knew you was real off top
It's good to hear things like that, especially when you on lock
But why you stop and what's your real name, yeah I know Nobody thanks
I checked the front of your envelope for your information, but it was blank
You kinda weird son, plus I think you need some counseling
Not talking bout that c.d. neither, you need some real counseling
What you mad or something, just shoot what you talking bout
And most important why you laugh, when you said I'm gon help you out
Cause it was shit like that, that made police kick in my do'
(son what's your name) I said Yung Ro, (Mr. Nobody) yeah fa sho
Then he placed me under arrest, I'm like you ain't got nothing pig
Spit in his face then he punched me, like (mo'fucker I know what you did)
Then he took me downtown, interrogating me about some crack moves
I'm like hey I rap dude, he like (yeah but that tattoo)
I'm like what this Nobody, (yeah you thought you had me fooled)
(now take a look at these pictures chump, you know where I'm taking you)
So I looked and the dude's shirt said Nobody, but who
Would set me up, come to think about it it was you
[talking:]
G-g'eah, g-g'eah
G-g-g-g-g'eah, nope
[Yung Ro:]
Got that poppy, I'm at the top I'm one
You're not you're dumb, slow daddy ay watch it son
Before I cock back the banger, and pop the gun
Have your moms like, not my son (no no no)
Ay I get real serious, about my currency dude
Fuck you up, and send you straight to the emergency room
Have your people waiting on the doctor, hoping you get well soon
But when he come out that room, he like (no no no)
That mean he didn't make it, they like why the violence
Bitch this organized crime, and we move in silence
So when you think you got away, and the coast is clear
The ghost is here, Nobody (no no no)
Ay say don't try that, we don't like that here
We hype like g'eah, live life like g'eah it's like that here
Don't talk to police, bet not talk to them people
I'm like officer I got amnesia, (no no no)
And I'm digging in your broad, and she loving the meat
Got her moaning screaming twisting loud, hugging the sheets
Oooh, she love daddy cause he fuck her right
What's my name, she stutter like (no no no)
[talking:]
Nobody bitch, it go down
I got my nigga in here with me, (Killa)
G'eah it go down (yeah yeah g'eah
I'm up in here mayn), say Killa
(ay ay ay) kill these niggaz man (ay ay ay ay)
[Kyleon:]
I'm a pimp, Kyleon put bitches in they place
I make em walk that track, or put stitches in they face
Fuck a pimp cup, cause I can't stick it in my waist
Pull it out cock it, then stick it in your face
Love getting money, so I can stick it in the safe
And I ain't finna stop, until it's a mill ticket in the safe
So give me that ounce give me that brick, give me that drank give me that dro
Try to make a move and run nigga, (no no no)
I keep bullets for you, and them niggaz you hanging with
You fuck around, you'll be the new Color Changin' Click
You'll be the next turkey, with gun powder stuffed and in your body
You ain't fucking with Kyleon, you ain't fucking with (Nobody)
Y'all cake ass niggaz, must be out of your mind
Don't make the nine pop, and bust some'ing out of your mind
You motherfuckers out of line, cause you suck to me
Even if rap was a threesome, you still couldn't fuck with me naw
[talking:]
G'eah (Nobody), Nobody nigga
It go down mayn, ay Kyleon man
I appreciate you coming through, fucking with your people huh
Speaking of my people man, I got my nigga Felon
(I'm right here nigga) bet that let's do this
[Felon:]
I spit flames, like pyros
That'll get you high lifted, like cheifing on hydro
Nigga, I'm nice with the blody blow
While you dudes spit, trolly flows
And that's a, no no no
Even seen poke yo hoe, stro' post though
Bending and rolled, I'm filling the do the whip and the fo'
And you know what it is, it's like (no no no)
Nigga, you not up to par
We not at the bar, we pouring bar
Hoes be like what the fuck, you slurring for
I'm like hold up trick, that's a (no no no)
Bitch, don't make wipe you down
Just get in the truck, and let me pipe you down
Pass you round, then drive past you clown
Now she thinking like, (no no no)
[talking:]
G'eah that there, that was my nigga Marvo
AKA Felon, AKA Mic Burner, AKA Nobody
AKA I'll Break Yo Face If You Fuck With Me
[Felon]
Yo, yo, yo
It seems when I'm real hungry, my pistols start the talkin'
And then I start the lockin', and bullest start the sparkin'
But I don't really wanna go that route
I'm tryna get the dough legal, rappin' tryna throw them out
Any competition, nobody's gonna blow them out
Nobody's gonna show them out, to keep this one hundred
Nobody!, yeah we gets blunted
You tryna throw money, them come and stole from me
I got that bounce back off the wall
Fa sho the stack n stacks n pile it up
Yung felon stay pilin' up
Invisible men, they sound like the invisible friend
I'm winnin' again, this shit is so ridiculous
Yung felon and ro, yeah the flow we sick wit it
Tryna grow some benjamins, n sit on top of the stack
Shit, when we spit we stay on top of the track
Overseein' shit, odein shit
I got a dangerous pen, plus I'm runnin' wit some dangerous men
Don't make me pull out the shinin' armor
Make me silent bomb ya, leave ya body numer
I'm tryna earn a spot in the game, so I can come up
And keep a gun on my side, so I won't get done up
[Yung Ro]
I was about eleven when I got introduced to this life
A few months later, I got introduced to my wife
But she wasnt just yet, nah, she had a rep for nuttin' niggaz up
And leavin' 'em in the streets fetched
She was a hoe, no, she was my fo fo
But she had fucked so many niggaz I had to call her a hoe
But she didn't mind, Or start complainin' like dump
I just pointed, and she fucked whoever I wanted
Shit got ugly, cuz when I thought she was down wit me
She got in another mans hands, and turned around on me
But you know, how it go, we don't love them hoes
But when I needed her, she was there, you gotta love my hoe
So we got married, now i'm armed wit a tech
A strange demeanor, she was really calm like myself
I ain't gon lie I was intimidated, gyeah palms full of sweat
I couldnt let her see it, I remained in blunt, calm, and direct
In my back yard, I got money heated a garden n set
Bombs and a tech, price on my head, wanted for my rest
This is just light weight, y'all flow is light weight
Y'all re-order a light weight, slow daddy ya light weight
I like cakes, the fuck up, I fight shake like what's up
My mic breaks so cut up, the beat and get fucked up
And a one and a two and a three NOBODY!
Who fuckin' wit us in this mutha fucka?, NOBODY!
Gyeah, holla at me and i'll holla back
And even when we ain't around we there, how ya love that?
Misundastood, gods the boss because god made man
And he made me, but I created another man
And I ain't speakin' from pride, most rappas praisin' they self
Cuz I fuck up, I ain't perfect I'm ashamed of myself
Playin' games wit myself, feel like I'm changin' myself
Insane by myself, lost from the pain that I felt
Got me starvin', usin' that last hole that came on my belt
Who do I like?, nobody so I hang by myself
Who do I need?, nobody so I came by myself
And you must understand, see nobody ain't just myself
I got invisible men, de-blisle mac and
The lizard is cham, We sittin', we playin' in this pitfull of sin
Objected world domination, what are we gettin' it in
Fire planes, blue skys, or just sit in the pen
Brotha Marcus on lock but we gon stick wit our men
Y'all don't know pain like yung ro and fifty the twin
And bennin' and marbo, I swear that it's hard bro
And this heavenly hard road, it's heavy and god knows
I'm helpless on all fo's, cuz I see heaven and god knows
[talking:]
For real, Mr. Pain Yung Ro
[Yung Ro:]
It's time to question the way that we living, (Lord help us out)
Shed some light in the ghetto, (open up another route)
Take us away from this pain that we feeling, (my Lord)
Cause coming up in the ghetto, (sometime it get hard)
I keep praying, (I gotta talk to ya Lord)
And what I'm saying, (I wanna walk with ya Lord)
Cause in my mind, (I think I'm getting fed up)
A nigga trying but it's hard, (just to keep my head up)
What you gon do, when this world start stressing you out
And niggaz turn they back on you, when you start letting it out
Too many murders, where I lay my head down to rest
Take head shots, so remember you can down that vest
We full of pain where I'm from, who willing to try
Look in the sky and wonder why, the ghetto bird never fly
Mama cry mama stay worried, praying and stressed
Wonder why her baby boy, got Pain tatted on his chest
And oh yes I must confess, that the street claim lives
Only a few gon survive, even real niggaz cry
But don't worry my young nigga, brighter days are near
If you believe in that voice in your head, then you will hear
The answer's clear, we simply just ignoring the truth
Kids don't smile where I'm from, look what we pouring to you
And you ain't never stepped a foot, on the block I was raised
Shit backwards where we from, we born out of graves
Torn cause we slaves, addicted to our own bullshit
I don't give a fuck, never gave a fuck full clip
On my side nigga, and it's gon ride with me
Not just them sometiming niggaz who get high with me
Jump fly with me, and you will get your cape snatched off
What you saying what you mean, I suggest you back off
Slack off never that, cause Ro a clever cat
Bring that level to me, then you gotta see that level bat
Seen you where the devil at, with your devious ways
Promise to fuck with the real, cause they won't lead me a stray
Just leave me a K, a cigarette a bitch and I'm good
That's all I need in my weed, but it be shady in the hood
And I been watching you niggaz, who watching me
I know you got plans on detouring, and stopping me
But I wish a motherfucker would, is the crede I live by
Kill or be killed, real niggaz keep the breed I live by
Mental warfare g'yeah, hard but it's fair
God gonna spare, a real nigga who kept it real down here
[talking:]
Yeah Yung Ro nigga, Mr. Pain (what you mean nigga)
I hear the streets talking, they calling my name you know
Streets bleeding, somebody gotta tell it (what you mean)
Seem like nobody wanna do it though, dig that
Pain nigga, dedicated to the struggle
[talking]
G'yeah, we gon slow things down a lil' bit
So I can take time out, address some issues
Give you the real me, walk with me
I ain't write this one to lose you, you feel me
Walk with me
[Yung Ro]
Nobody understands, so I wrote God a letter
All I wanted was peace, and for my family to do better
It's like they drained the love out me, but I couldn't hate you
And I had hunger pains, only a bum could relate to
On my own, but I'm still smiling still standing
Use to pray for the pain to stop, now I only pray for understanding
I'm a changed man, me eyesight's so filthy
My heart bleeds for the world, and I don't need a critic
Or applause, see homie I'm just doing my job
I grew out of that gift and curse, I use to think it was hard
I often talk to God, and I remember the first time
On my knees holding my head, telling James and crying
Couldn't move something pulling me, don't feel like a force
See something talking, but it don't sound like a voice
Curious, and when I find out the source
See what would you do man, I had to make a choice
Listen to these words, come from a young man
So far but so close, everyone could understand
I'm not rap or hip hop, and I say it so proudly
Call me what you want, just no that I'm nobody
[Hook x2: Chamillionaire]
I'm just a nobody, trying to tell everybody
About somebody, who can save anybody
[Yung Ro]
How could you look someone straight in the face, and look down on em
When God's the only one above me, he don't look down on him
Was it the drugs or my heart, that made me feel so worthless
I got a gift, and at times I don't think I deserve it
Some people think I'm perfect, I can't describe my fears
And if I cried, you wouldn't even understand my tears
Lord forgive me for my thoughts, my conscience is killing me
Cause most times when evil comes, I just go so willingly
My mind sometimes clicks, and everything sit still's
And at that moment it's so real, yet it's so unreal
Got me feeling dead already, Lord my life's so hard
Now I know, why the only thing to fear is God
A lot of things are odd, am I wrong or right
And I got them same thoughts, that made Mase turn to Christ
And I've been searching for the truth, in tears willing and hoping
Went to church still not moved, wasn't feeling the modif
Late night jamming Sam Cooke, realizing that change coming
Just can't depend on partnas, family or my woman
Find myself singing humming, to myself so proudly
See I got peace with God, even when I got nobody
[Hook x2]
[Yung Ro]
For 20 years I grew up, without no home
So I came up with nobody, cause I feel so alone
Many thoughts in my dome, times getting too hard
I'm starving and sinning, trying to stay close to God
Still praying to the Lord, but feeling like I'm gon crumble
Receiving test after test, and still remaining so humble
The mo' humble I stay, the mo' knowledge I gain
And the mo' knowledge I gain, the mo' I understood pain
And the mo' I understood pain, the bigger my heart grew
But hear my pain grew mo', cause now I hurt for me and you
And when you stressed and depressed, remember nobody cares
And my nigga when you feel alone, nobody's there
And my team nobody, we ain't never alone
Cause we live in nobody land, and our heart is our home
You could ask any of my niggaz, they'll tell you what's up
It's nobody to the end, because nobody gave a fuck
And nobody would bust, you think I'm playing do you
When you got nobody to worry about, cause nobody will shoot you
It's crucial my nigga, I got too much love
Remember nights on my knees, sending my praises above
Saying nobody hears me, and nobody listens
I found out nobody cares, and receive the mission
And what I thought I'd been missing, had been there the whole time
Love, support, foundation and grind
And now I'm a nobody, on a mission from heaven
To make the world feel nobody, and when I die I'll be a legend
G'yeah, to make the world feel nobody
And when I die I'll be a legend
[Hook x2]
[humming]
[Chamillionaire]
[Yung Ro: talking]
Ye, I'm about to jump dine
Nobody!
Nobody!
Nobody!
Nigga!
[Hook: Yung Ro]
I'm gettin' crunk in this motha (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you ain't scared go ahead (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got some weed drankin x (jump dine wit ya boi)
Imma get these these bois on plex (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you a real mutha fucka (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got my hood to the roof (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm about to knock down the mall (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm bout to, (jump dine) I'm bout to (jump dine)
I'm bout to (jump dine wit ya boi), gyeah
[Verse 1: Yung Ro]
It's late night, I'm on x lookin' for someone to jump dine wit me
Paul ro wit a whole boogie, don't lock it plus can't find niggaz
So I jump dine quickly, call my connect and hit the spot
Handle my business went back home, then I pulled out the drop
Headed to the mall, to spend of this underground money I'm makin'
So what better place to buy my chuck tee's, than an underground station
I jump dine, new kanyo, new kicks, new sweats, new jersey
Fresh cuts, fresh fades, new jays, theres nuthin headin out like ten thirty
My dirty, I don't need you watchin' me, how I'm spendin my money playa
Cuz Imma grown ass man, and if I want it I can jump dine like that
I got hoes, that give head, I got hoes that pop x
All of 'em smoke weed, and I even know some that jump dine on wet
Me myself, I get high, we talk shit and get crunk
Take shots to the head with bigtuck and see who the first to get drunk
My philosophy, reach a high vilosity, you only live one time
Life is a bitch, so fuck it you might as well jump dine
[Hook: Yung Ro]
I'm gettin' crunk in this motha (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you ain't scared go ahead (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got some weed drankin x (jump dine wit ya boi)
Imma get these these bois on plex (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you a real mutha fucka (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got my hood to the roof (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm about to knock down the mall (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm bout to, (jump dine) I'm bout to (jump dine), I'm bout to (jump dine wit
ya boi), gyeah
[Verse two: Mippy]
You see the playas I split, and the hoes I hit
The bricks I flip, whodi we runnin' this shit
Say whodi (what?), Imma bout to jump dine
And when I do imma hold it down, like master p on lock down
Make ya hear how the glock sound, when it rumble in ya ear
Oh you lookin for dough, we got bundles over here
It's one hundred over here, ain't no fumblin' over here
When I spit I fuck ya head up, so wear a condom over here
I rock dicalins, everybody know that
When I hop out the mc, up in the nobody throw back
I was gon holla at this hoe and fuck around (fuck around)
But Imma do it like rizzo said, and nigga jump down, whoa
[Hook: Yung Ro]
I'm gettin' crunk in this motha (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you ain't scared go ahead (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got some weed drankin x (jump dine wit ya boi)
Imma get these these bois on plex (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you a real mutha fucka (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got my hood to the roof (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm about to knock down the mall (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm bout to, (jump dine) I'm bout to (jump dine)
I'm bout to (jump dine wit ya boi), gyeah
[Verse 3: P.Jersey]
Spread glocks when I aim (why?), cuz I spray that way
I got the size stash of haze, my cash is claimed
I'm bout to jump dine, when I'm reppin' the nobody
I'm bout to hop out, when I'm parkin the large body
It's the P.Jersey, so stay focused man
Ridin' around wit rims lookin' like the cealin' fan
24 inches sittin' above the ground
Bois used to come through, but now they jump down
Jump dine wit yo click, if they tryna do sumthin'
Jump dine on a bitch nigga, if he tryna move sumthin
It dont matter if you from the city, or a country tine
When ya see the nobody, holla jump dine
[Hook: Yung Ro]
I'm gettin' crunk in this motha (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you ain't scared go ahead (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got some weed drankin x (jump dine wit ya boi)
Imma get these these bois on plex (jump dine wit ya boi)
If you a real mutha fucka (jump dine wit ya boi)
I got my hood to the roof (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm about to knock down the mall (jump dine wit ya boi)
I'm bout to, (jump dine) I'm bout to (jump dine)
[Bridge x4]
NoBooody, NoBooody, NoBooody, Nigga
[Yung Ro]
They say I walk around like I got some plex on my chest
Naw that's just God walkin with me with this X on my chest
Trying not to say nuthin, other rappers might take the wrong way
But they ain't never worked out, so I just say what I say
You know me, I'll cuss ya, piss ya off, then bust ya
You ain't Paid in Full or Nobody? Homey then fuck ya
I'm Yung Ro dawg, I ain't a ho dawg
Welcome to Nobody land, open the door dawg
I got the Uzi clip, and now the Uzi's rippin
I'm on another road homey, this ain't a loosin mission
I gotta play, MJ, cause I ain't choosin Pippen
I'm prayin and keepin faith that you just truely wishin
I'm in my Chuck Tee's, and Twin is in his ?? slippers
I done diss more niggaz then bouggey bitches
I'm fuckin groupie bitches, Gettin hot with my heater
I'm so ignorant and cocky, over taxin for features
First they playin games with me, Now they actin scary
I snatched the word "Nobody" out cha vocabulary
Don't believe me? Nigga! Just watch and see
Listen to your songs and see how much you talkin bout me
They say "Nobody's Real" "Nobody takin my chedda"
Nate Dogg gotta song that say "Nobody does it betta"
Now see how many niggaz screamin me?
No who gotta bigger promotion team then me?
I'm Reppin - NOOOBOOODY
And I'm Screamin - NOOOBOOODY
Now who yall niggaz fuckin with?
Say it loud! - NOOOBOOODY!
Mutha fucka! I got nothin to prove
Rappers respect me and just respect the numbers you move
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah (gyeah)
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah (gyeah)
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah (gyeah)
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah (uh huh)
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah
It's that, damn, Ro, get 'em
(Hey, look)
I ain't battlin' rappers on 1 and 6 in Park man or
Kissin' Puffy's ass on Makin' of the Band
I'm in nobody land, you countin' up grands
With a dime piece ho convincin' her to leave her man
Got a blunt in my hand, X, O, and I'm sippin'
High as fuck I'm trippin' and I ain't trippin'
Pimpin' and I ain't slippin' 'cause slippin' ain't me
'Cause I can't afford a loss, plus slippin' ain't free
I'm a motherfuckin' G, with an O in the front
Trust me slow daddy, you don't want to front
I'm Mr. Nobody man, do what nobody can
Talk nobody slang, it's a nobody thing
They look at me just like I'm nothin'
But speakin' like I'm somethin'
So I greet 'em like it's nothin'
Conceited and I'm rushin'
Back to my business 'cause I'm needed for some questions
I'm all balls, at my desk seated like it's nothing
Got warrants in my mail, I open, read 'em like it's nothing
Got a hungry white lawyer, he goin' eat it like it's nothing
So I get it like it's nothin' and treat it like it's nothing
Two-way ringing, I'm busy, I delete it like it's nothing
I'm readin' and I'm puffin', drinkin' Hennessey
Thinkin' 'bout bitch niggas, and my confused enemies (oh)
What's the problem, j-j-j-j-just scared
Get the fuck out of here, g-g-g-g-g-gyeah
G-g-g-g-g-gyeah, gyeah [x8]
It's King Cooper, get 'em
(Ay, ay)
You say that you want fire come hire the Messiah
You say that there's one higher than Cooper, there's none, liar
I got atheletic compadre's that will run by you
And pitch that white thing in your hand like an umpire
Come try a nigga like me, the flow is so complex
If you hate me don't come, 'cause after that comes plex in a form
Of two ladies who act like they want sex
Put her tongue in your mouth, no, put the heat to your chest, yes
I call them ho-bots, take orders like robots
Then come home with all the dough you got hidin' in your socks
(Gyeah, hold up my mind movin' too fast for me
Let me catch up with myself, gyeah, gyeah)
Head busters lurking where I lurk, put a squirt in that guys shirt
'Cause they know how much I'm worth and go bankrupt if I'm hurt
I'm launchin' that ho that'll go put that iron to that guys shirt
Don't matter where you plant your foot on the Earth, you on my turf
Got boys in Oakcliff that's deep in that drug zone
That will go put that glove on, then go put that snub on
We'll put it to your dome, and we'll miss you when you're gone
It's so hard to say goodbye's in this song
So don't think there's goin' be no apologies
My dough, a lot of G's, plus I know a lot of G's
That'll do it Bebo style and snatch, your Impala keys
No back talkin' nigga, just unload your pockets, please
Do I look like I'll be shortin' you, keep a gat
But next time I'll be short as two
I have you maxin' the blue hue a little more than who
That nigga killa hit a nigga and that boy'll be blue
Like the color blue, you know I'm royal
Somethin' for you I destroy you
Heat so far in your cheek saliva, and your cheek will boil
And I hope your tongue burn, goin' learn that no perm
Can get your head hotter than what I got if my dough turned up
Messin' now with your chick and I ain't goin' leave no sperm
I get in ho's like rooms when the handle on the door turn
You can be an underground rapper, or one with a major deal
He's alright, but he's not Chamill... g-g-g-g-g-gyeah gyeah.
[Hook x2: Chamillionaire]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun
Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid
[Lil' Flip: talking]
Mh, yo, uh, gyeah ye, uh uh
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Now where I'm from we be grindin'
But I thank god, that I made it rhymin'
Ye, you wanna track you gotta pay me dawg
Until then I'ma be at the playas ball
Chuuch, I got that work, I got the pilsbury dough boi
I'm in the hood, with my bois like I'm dough boi
I rock air force oncs wit my logo
Straps and ties cuz I'm ready to ride
Jump, I dump heat, as quich as I dump beats
And I'll be damned if I let a broke rappa pump me
I'm from the clover man, I tried to told ya man
I blow doulja man, but I'm focused man
[Hook x2: Chamillionaire]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun
Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid
[Verse 2: Yung Ro]
Ayy look I got it on my mind, I'ma go wit my hustle
And if my word ain't shit, I'ma show with my muscle
Ridin' wit a stash, I got mo in the muffler
Ask about me, they say ro is a hustler
Like, extra extra, read all about it
I got x n x n, weed I'm about it
Cash that is, say man thats the reason
When the spring fall, summer all grindin' season
But I ain't wit that phone, you can hit me on my beeper
Got affordable price, come and holla at ya people
You coppin' tryna play, gotta taxin on the game
Niggaz like ro you trippin, but niggaz done did the same
[Hook x2: Chamillionaire]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun
Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid
[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]
Koopa, I got plado, cutting my money like silly puddy
A girl with good credit, with a crib in Philly for me
Dorm room dykes, that don't like to really study
That love me enough to show ya the choppers my ish is ugly
Chamillionaire, modden day shakespeare
Shake fake pears, make 'em sound like they behind eight years
Hey it's, time to show you how to get a gram
Rims tickin' in the clock, wise motion like a minute hand
Tell me who realer than me, I am king
Act like crayola wit my crayolas and supply my green
My coach told me chamillion, theirs no I in team
Well try this ring, and tell me if theres an I in bling
[Hook x2: Chamillionaire]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun
Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid
[Verse 4: 50/50 Twin]
Ay ay
The roosters crowin', no time for snorin'
Money grow on trees, time to rake the lawn
Life a movie, I'ma the star in the tape is gone
I do my chores, clean the glass make sure the paint is glowin
Grab a chicken off the farm, whip it n take it's grown
Grab a dollar wit the dimes, hoes this day done gone (no doubt)
I clap behind niggaz that hate I'm flowin'
Give a damn if I hit 'em n penetrate his grown
You think my man flip hold hand cuffs for fun
These hoes bring 'em back huns that don't strip for ones
We drink armadale vodka, we kissin' pladaon
Take trips to porto rico, to take dips in ponds
[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Firt nigga ignoring
Till he seen the 22's moon walkin' on the floor n
My life I'm enjoyin', if it ain't about no money then the conversation boring
I'd like to sound sorry, for loosin n wreckin the clubs that we tore in
Hold up mayne, Hold up mayne, it's an old time thang
[Verse 5: Unknown]
Chicken heads poppin' brauds to see where the rocs sit
But they ain't gotta look long, they on top of the wrists
Plus I'm in the drop six in the missing top fixed
Ya boi shop in hell, cuz all I buy is hot shit
In other words I been to hell and back
Rappin' and sellin' crack, and sprewells on the lac
Yuh boi, teach that hoe how to act
Cuz we run trains of hoes, jus like rail road tracks
Now go grab a gat, but I hope you don't come
To my hood set trippin' like you got a gun
But if you do dawg, I hope you ain't the only one
Cuz you get beat up so bad, you'll forget where you from
Nigga, what?, nah I'm sayin, nah I'm sayin
the hell wit ya'll niggaz, nah I'm sayin
[Yung Ro Talking]
This how we do where we from fa real
[Hook: Chamillionaire]
This how we do it, where I'm from
Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun
[talking]
Yeah, we back nigga
Lil' Flipper, Yung Ro, Chamillionaire
This how it go, ha-ha
We still doing this mixtape shit nigga
Yeah uh, B.G. Duke up in this bitch, look
[Lil' Flip]
I'ma be a G, until the day that I die
Everyday you see me, nigga I'll be high
I'm smoking on that hays, use to smoke on that regular
Now niggaz mad, I'm a hitter the competitors
On another level, yellow rocks all in my fucking bezel
Nigga they causing trouble, you wan' tangle with the devil
I'm rolling with my glocks, I ain't fucking with the cops
But I'm busting fucking shots, cause they don't give me props
They know me on the East, they know me on the West
Even when I'm in my hood, I still gotta wear my vest
Niggaz they wanna test, cause they album was a mess
But when I step out I go to the club, they hoes impressed
They like the way I dress, and they like the shoes I buy
They know everytime they see Flip, he gon be fly
Got the Mikey D's jersey, got my name on the back
Even they caught cases, we got caine in the Lac
We gon hustle till we broke, we ain't broke because we hustle
Niggaz claim they in they in the streets, but they know I got that muscle
But a nigga use to struggle, now a nigga doing good
I'm like the Diplomats, what's really good hood
[Hook]
Got to be a G, to the day that I die
Got to be a G, to the day that I die
All my boys real, to the day that I die
Got to be a G, to the day that I die
Got to be a G, to the day that I die
All my boys real, to the day that I die
All them boys real, I'm a G
All them boys real, I'm a G
[Yung Ro]
It feel good to be me, because I shine everyday
Wake up and then I pray, and thank the Lord for this day
A new day means hope, another chance to get it
I got the mind of a G, so I plan to get it
Plan to split it, divide it where it's 'spose to go
Stack it up and share with the ones, close to Ro
That's how it's 'spose to go, well at least I speak for me
But if you feel me nod your head, cause I also speak for G's
Real niggaz who want hundred, playas guys and gent's
And we a dying breed, think it's like five percent
I's a pimp, on ro-do and mind's a scent
From a place under water, so my eyes are squinched
But nevermind that, just pour me up two cups of liquor
Jump down so you could sip a, skeet taste with Koopa and Flipper
And your boy Yung Ro, teach you how to fold bread
To my niggaz on lock, stay smart hold your head
I'm rolling heads, while rolling red down the block
Trunk unlock trunk pop, trunk knock cock stop
Drop bops flop, looking at me while I do my thang
Switching lanes holding grain, pushing caine hold up mayn
I'm a G peep my style, how I called it how I feel
Mack P, Koopa, Flip, Twin all them boys real
And all them boys feel, yeah the same way as me
Real recognize real, I swear to you I'm a G
Ha, real recognize real I swear to you I'm a G
[Hook]
[Lil' Flip]
I'm the realest of the real, I'm the trillest of the trill
Nigga fuck around with me, I'ma have to show the steel
I'ma have to show my skills, let these bitch niggaz know
That these snitch niggaz know, Lil' Flip run the show
You can open up for me, nigga I'm the headliner
Fuck around with niggaz, who always get vagina
You tricking your do', we never licking em low
Nigga you rolling and picking, nigga I'm picking them hoes
We got bitches on every coast, bitches in every state
Niggaz talk shit, but they gon up on Ricki Lake
Broke rapper no deal, no skills stay broke
Mo'fuckers smoking regular weed, we got that good dro
I'm a fucking hood nigga, bad nigga good nigga
AK-47, chopper made of wood nigga
It's understood nigga, we ride candy nigga
In every state, all these niggaz wanna ban me nigga
I got they bitches number, in my phone yeah bitch
You know I got a fucking story, I'ma tell bitch
I got a brick to sell, I got a click in jail
And when they get out, I got them niggaz getting my mail
Tipping the scales, we above the law
Like Steven Segal, niggaz fake like Ru Paul
The way that I ball, the dro that I buy it's the best shit
I never step out the house, without my vest bitch
I got my glock on my lap, got my mind on my money
Got these bitch niggaz broke rappers, trying to fuck with Johnny
But they can't, get the pink rocks yellow rocks
Blue rocks, niggaz do shows and fuck with the cops
But I ain't doing that shit, I got my own team
Oh you going away, bitch I'm the home team
I got my own shit, I got my own click
I know I fucked your gal, yep I got my own bitch
I'm just a playa like Hef, I'm just jazzy like Jeff
I got stripes like the ref, these nigga lie but they deaf
They can't hear what I'm saying, these niggaz think that I'm playing
Now their bodies decaying, when I'm bucking and spraying
Me and Will don't play, we got scrill everyday
We blow kill everyday, biatch
[scratching]
[Chamillionaire]
World what's the deal, yeeah
Been living long, and living wrong (pain nigga)
But I'm still here, yeah
I'm standing strooooooooooong
Well well well, hey (heeey) heeeey oooh
Come on my-yyyy yeeah, ooooooo-ooooooh
Baby, baby-baby m-hmm-hm-hm
[Hook: Chamillionaire]
I had a real lady, but now she's gone
Had so called friends baby, but now they gone
I sat right here daily, like what went wrong
Pain is what I feel daily, that's why I wrote this song
[Yung Ro]
I can write forever bout my pain, till my pen run to ink about it
I'm a sinner dear Lord, if I ain't doing it I'm thinking bout it
Surrounded by these hoe niggaz, who sometimes they guys
Use to spend my time, looking in my woman's innocent eyes
But that place in me died, I think it left with the game
And she followed right behind, now I'm just left with this pain
And my so called real niggaz, really ain't real
Cause if we ain't getting high, can't find no purpose to chill
Now tell me what's that about, can't fuck with y'all no mo'
But niggaz still be thinking a sweet, gon get 'em through my do'
Fuck a friend, trust nobody nigga that's how I feel lately
Niggaz turn fake, plus I fucked up and lost a real lady
It's getting real shady, my back against the wall
It's kill or be killed, my attitude like fuck 'em all
But what about my lady, been feeling lonely lately
So I've been finger fucking my pistol, and going crazy
All I feel is the pain, all I know is the game
So I can't quit, love me or leave me I understand
You were my back bone, help me come back strong
And I'm still left, and still need you to come back home
G'yeah uh, pain pain, uh
And I'm still strong, but still need you to come back home
[Hook]
[talking]
DJ Paul Wall, Gu-U what's up baby
[talking]
Sometimes you get away huh, uh-huh
We up in this bitch, my nigga Head
Yung Ro, Rizzo dig these blues
[Yung Ro]
I can write forever bout my pain, till my pen run to ink about it
I'm a sinner dear Lord, if I ain't doing it I'm thinking bout it
Surrounded by killers, voulters and devious guys
So I spend most of my time, looking in my baby's eyes
Searching for a longer hobby, cause these drugs ain't no doing it
Use to have a grasp on reality, now these drugs done ruined it
I can't a-fford a loss, I'm paranoid and strapped
Bad blood with my connects, got me watching my back
And I know I'm doing wrong, so I'm destined to be punished
This mob life got me stressing, to my people one hundred
I can't see it another way, to survive in these streets
Searching for answers looking for love, and praying for peeps
I gotta (get away), because I'm dying at home
High in the zone, just me and my thoughts crying alone
Thinking (ooooh), naw I can't I wish I could
Everybody up to no good, nobody's real in the hood
I gotta (get away), and find another place to rest at
A strong foundation, somewhere I can make a nest at
(ooooh), and the answer is no
Nigga nobody with nothing, I got nowhere to go
I gotta (get away), dear Father show me a path
Because this road I made myself, I'm garunteed to crash
My nigga (ooooh), X-O is all I need
Taking flight with my oranges, while puffing on weed
Trying to (get away), still trying to get out that do'
But turning the knob the wrong way, and I don't even much know
(ooooh), man I wish I could answer that
I got problems, and the back of the book ain't where the answers at
I'm trying to (get away) got physical, spiritual and mental pain
Trying to get away, but it's hard when your enemy's your brain
(ooooh), my nigga I gotta get it
And I expect a small plate, and on top of that I gotta split it
Gotta (get away), get away to get me some cash
I need it fast I gotta mash, praying hope it last
(ooooh), I'm just trying to keep my head up
And a pistol from my head, but a young nigga fed up
[Hook x2]
(get away), from all this pressure and pain
Dear Lord show me a way, for me to smile again
(ooooh), got me searching for that light
Grinding working after night, got me hurting it ain't right
[Yung Ro]
I gotta (get away), but that ain't the main issue
It's easy to run, my question's where I'm gon get to
(ooooh), too many questions I can't make out
Now I'm trying to escape, from what I though was an escape route
(get away), I tried running tried walking
Use to stay to myself, this year I even tried talking
Asking (ooooh), and in return I got nothing naw
Someone answered, but never understood the question how to
(get away), they say I'm crazy on some mo' shit
I talk to God a lot, I'm one deep on some Ro shit
(ooooh), g'eah whatever that is
Don't know why I remember how, but I'm stuck with what it did
(get away), so nigga what it do
Peep my mind, ninety percent of my thoughts is fuck you
So (ooooh), back-back move from round me
I ain't friendly dude, Ro don't speak kindly
(get away), matter fact far away
And you can take it from this song, or realize the hard way
(ooooh), I ain't asking no mo'
I'm blasting a fo', and that's for anyone who pass through that do'
(get away), kick rocks bitch beat it
The offer was thoughtful, but your presence isn't needed
(ooooh), nigga leave me alone
Cause I don't need you coming around, just to leave me alone
(get away), I'm alright by myself
I fight by myself, alone sleep at night by myself
So (ooooh), get the fuck away from me
I'm a nobody nigga, and I ride one deep
[Hook x2]
[talking]
Just let it run I'm cool
You know, I use to be just like you, you
So far innocence, love, passion
And a need for serenity, preaching for a change
Until things change, like some'ing else got into me
Like when I gained something, I lose something
Something so precious, so essential
A foundation a base, started in my heart
And spread it to my mental, and from that
Led to my situation, or should I say situations that I'm in
Addicted to pain, drama, dope, temporary pleasure
A living hell, drowning in sin
This fast life ain't for me, but I never accomplished nothing
From crying, but it's so hard to fake a smile on the outside
When on the inside, you really dying
Ain't no escaping this life, and honestly
I couldn't picture life, without this
This pain shit, me without pain is like a scientist without his question
What if, but what if I did grow up like you
Across that other side of the fence, where the grass is green
And life is more predictable, and the unfolded mathematics
Actually make sense, maybe I could have been something worth speaking of
If I only had a chance to, or maybe I did
And just was a kid, unable to see so I just ran to
An easy way out, a shortcut, a quick route
Running for that oasis, and realized
I was actually moving backwards, further into that drought
Man, ha that made nothing but excuses what I think
Life is cursing me, like God like
I deserve more Father please mercy me
Naw, I need to take care of bidness
Quit letting temptation win, and the Devil use me as his puppet
I hear him laughing, while I'm walking on crutches
Man corrupts, everything he touches
Got me scared to drop a seed, knowing that I'm destined to be punished
Question is, will God punish me
Or will it come along, with the birth of my child
From a cursed stomach, hmm man I don't know
All I know is I'm tired, and I think I'm at the end of this road
And the question we all ask, what happens after this
(Intro) I dont think yall understand wat fresha den a
mall is, im on a whole another plane, Everything
custom, Im wrapped up in the finest
(Hook) Fresh[x4] yea buddy i stay..Fresha den a mall,
cleaner den a mall [x2] Fresh[x4] yea buddy You see
im.Fresha den a mall, cleaner den a mall [x2]
(Verse) its ya boi fresha boi neva extra boi, first its
squared up like a checkerboard could check the board,
of health so fresh so clean, future so bright catch a
gleam manifest a dream, now its wood box jeans I call
em box springs, hot as a hot spring, these prada socks
clean, under these rock jeans, top wit a rock theme, de
nada amigo, come on fly wit me people, I came to take
ya there, fresha den green air yea we shoot the scene
there, by miss lady in a green pair of gucci heels, my
team here still rolling like a movie reel, rawer than a
sushi bill, supa real gotta kno im
(Hook) Fresh[x4] yea buddy i stay..Fresha den a mall,
cleaner den a mall [x2] Fresh[x4] yea buddy You see
im.Fresha den a mall, cleaner den a mall [x2]
(Verse 2) Boobie ewww but lil cutie ill, she need a
pill, Ysl on her seal, think she feelin how I feel,
kicks harder than da ville, may the true colors reveal,
supa orange space green swagga dagga teal, Im always on
go you should yield keep it real, step up in the spot
its goin down like you nilled, went in like a drill,
now fresh is how I live (Aye) Fresh fit, fresh whip,
supa fresh crib, at haters neck like bibs cus lil mamma
callin dibs, she call her man a fib, he be lyin like a
chicken leave him fryin in the kitchen, im wit it so
get lost, Im spending what it cost fresha den ya take
off so
(Hook) Fresh[x4] yea buddy i stay..Fresha den a mall,
cleaner den a mall [x2] Fresh[x4] yea buddy You see
im.Fresha den a mall, cleaner den a mall [x2]
(Outro) Now dat I put you online, Hopefully you with
the program, supafly youngin, Ro, Black Pearl, Beastaz,
[talking]
Yeah, Slim Thugger
Yung Ro, Color Changin' Click
Boss Hogg Outlawz, Paid In Full
Boyz-N-Blue, damn it feels good to be a gangsta yeah
[Slim Thug]
Damn it feel good, to be a gangsta
A young ghetto superstar, on the block
All the kids in the hood, look up to the Boss
Cause they see me, with the ice and the drops
I'm the one niggaz call, when shit jump off
Cause they know I'm never scared, to blast
And if you talk down, on my side or my hood
I'm quick to put a hole, in your ass
O.G. Slim Thugger's, what they call me
All the young G's, give me they respect
Cause I made it out the hood, and a nigga living good
But I still, look out for my set
All the chicks, wanna be in my presence
Just to witness all the riches, and the power
They never seen a young teen, grow up to be a king
Getting what they make in a year, in a hour
All the while, I don't let the cash impress me
Cause I've been a young hustler, from the start
It's just all my hard work, slowly paying off
Cause God knows, I'm a hustler in the heart
See I never let the money, or fame change me
You can still catch Slim, in the streets
And even though I rap now, still keep a strap now
Tucked up, under the seat
So all I gotta say, to you wanna-be gonna-be
Dick sucking, motherfucking prankstas
When the shit goes down, what the fuck you gon do
Damn it feels good, to be a gangsta
[talking]
Yeah, we take pride in what we do
And personally I'd like to describe myself, as a nobody though
You feel me, I don't give a fuck what you do my nigga
Whatever you do take pride in it you feel me, feel good
[Yung Ro]
Damn it feel good, to be a nobody
Well respected, you can call me Yung Ro
You see my name ring bells, from movies to doing flows
But I still, got so far to go
So I keep on grinding, with my head up
And realize, I done came a long way
But my mind's on the future, and my future's unpredictable
I can't stay crunk, about today
So behind all the fame, and the lime light
I'm bout bidness, everyday of the week
Cause I got people depending on me, and they can't understand
How I can come home, without food to eat
But when I'm grinding, and I'm tired of it all
Telling God I'm sick and tired, of this place
It ain't a feeling in this world, that can compare to the look
Of appreciation, on my mama's face
So I hold it down, for my T. Lady
My kin folk, and my niggaz on the block
Right boogie when I can, and send 'em words of inspiration
Cause I know, it get hard on lock
So when I come to your city, doing shows mayn
Show love, when you see me fall through
Just holla nobody, and I swear I'll holla back
Cause that's how, real nobody's do
Now throw your set in the air, if you gang bang
Affiliated, or just love the hood
Could give a fuck where you from, if you real it's one hundred
That's my word homie, it's all good
So when you hear me on a song, screaming nobody
You gotta know what it mean, to be a nobody
To say nobody, huh g'yeah
[talking:]
Huh yeah, Mr. Pain nigga (yeah I like that)
He don't feel me ain't real, so he don't exist
Poof be gone, (bitch)
[Hook:]
Now when you cut does it bleed, and when it hurts you feeling me
(do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it)
Black on black crime in the ghetto, mama lost another son
(do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it)
Prisons got another baby, whole life done been shady
(do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it)
If you don't feel it then you numb, nigga we know pain where I'm from nigga
(do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it, do you feel it)
[Yung Ro:]
How long can I take this, put up with fake shit
Keeping it basic, don't think I'ma make it
It's hard to face it, got everyone waiting
Went from Carrio hero, called it anticipating
But sometimes, I wanna cut my mic off
Sometimes I wanna go to my room, and cut the lights off
And meditate to find peace, and try to remember my purpose
But this pain is on my brain, I can't pretend it ain't hurting
So I got use to it, and made pain my friend
Shit I figured get cool with him, hey he coming again
You never seen a spiritual, lyrical miracle worker
And this material hearing, is my superior working
Through me, and I try to keep it all positive
But if you only understood, just how hard it is
Well what's worse is this chip on my shoulder, just keep getting bigger
Tired of watching that same picture, vision ain't getting clearer
Plus I can't even find a remote, to change the channel
Call me Nobody the Unknown hid, all deranged from scanners
Like David Banner might get ya, broke stole shot up
Hey-ho, no I bet ya your ass think about us
They lock up us, in the Penitentiaries
Them do's revolving, been going on for centuries
I feel the flames of the game, and the pain that it brings
I'm still a mayn but I remain, out my frame when it rains
Cause I'm a nobody nigga, yeah I know you feel me coming man
Walking not running man, creeping with my gun in hand
A funny man, (threatened me) and never hollered back
But that's the end of that story, don't believe me then holla back
[talking:]
Try to help em understand, Pain the underground
What happens yeah, street shit nigga
Where my street niggaz at, you wondering why wait up
[Hook:]
Ain't no sunshine, when she's gone
It's not warm, when she's away
Ain't no sunshine, when she's gone
And she's always, gone too long
Anytime, she goes away
[Yung Ro:]
And I've been searching, for your love
In desperate need of your warmth, say heaven I need a hug
Cause on the darkside, it's cold we sinning
So cold it's a damn shame, I think it froze my feelings
Now I'm a numb nigga, started off as mama's boy
The baby boy but the game shady boy, I hate it boy
Ain't seen love, since mama rocked me to sleep
Standing on the block and the streets, with killers cocking they heat
Yeah, and they plotting to creep
Watching your feet, move wrong and they'll rock you to sleep
But ain't no lulibys, when the pistol sing to ya
Nothing but drama and plex, what these vilians bring to ya
Can't say I'm innocent, and all this bullshit
Cause since mama left me, I been riding with a full clip
It's kill or be killed, get real or get drilled
Or stay the fuck out of the streets, play your part and sit still nigga
[Hook]
[Yung Ro:]
I wrote this second verse, to get your mind right
Cause way before the limelight, I been doing crimes right
Just some background info, for those who curious
Rose a period, nothing after me and I'm serious
So don't make me, make you one of my victims
Cause you can't find that motherfucker, if I say I'm gon get him
Cause I'm gon get him and they gon get him, and put him on a stretcher
Yes sir you can bet ya, dollar I'll catch ya
And you won't see it coming, cause I'm a pro
Times hard, and for the right price you gotta go so
Be careful, when you strolling on my darkside
Cause when you battling a best, you gotta have your heart right
And it's the same for me, but peep what I keep baby
My 3-80, shit the streets made me
So you can judge a nigga, but you can't budge a nigga
And it's nobody nigga, cause nobody love a nigga like that
I wanna be closer, to you
[Yung Ro:]
What's up homie you know me, one of many with smile face
Still complaining about this life, full of pain with a small plate
But I understand your plan, and you the man
And now that I'm hurt, I desperately need to hold your hand
Cause over the years this pain, has made our relationship much stronger
I'm patient and much stronger, but still facing this bad karma
For real it's too real, you see these vibes I'm getting
Mistreated by my own blood, you hear these lies I'm getting
But these guys forgive em, me too cause I am sinning
Trying to find peace in places, the devil disguised and hidden
I'm drowning in my own sin, realizing my pain
Losing faith losing love, all flushed down the drain
What can I do to maintain, I tried my girl and family
Find myself alone in tears, dear God how can it be
Or can it be all for a reason, because we just need you
Well if so then so it be, and let them see the message too
[talking:]
Close, close I gotta get close
You gotta keep a piece of mind, I know I do
I ain't perfect
[Yung Ro:]
Dear God I'm scarred, I'm trying it's hard
You right it's easy, I'm close it's far
It's dark I'm cold, I'm wrong I know
I'm trying I'm dying, I'm crying my soul
Is searching for forgiveness, I'm trying to do better
I can't sleep it's sic o'clock, and I'm writing you this letter
Show my people I love em, because they breaking my heart
Show me a sign, should we work it out or just stay apart
I just wanna play a part, in your righteous path
I can't drive this car alone, because I might just crash
They say I take things too serious, I'm taking that serious
And God to be serious, I think I am too serious
But you made me who I am, and Yung Ro proud
I don't know I don't know, what's beyond them clouds
But I do know love, and I thought that through you
But sometimes I give up, and I don't know what to do
[talking:]
I was just thinking, relationships
No desire, how close you is to that person
Now I messed up, anyway
[Yung Ro:]
Dear God my baby's hurting, I don't know what to do
So I sent a prayer out to her, guide her ship and help her through
Help us make it through this pain, I wanna learn this lesson
I felt the love was so real, but it just wasn't destined
A lot of questions lot of guessing, as I start to look back
We made a lot of mistakes, and ended up where we at
But that's that, and truthfully I wish I could take it back
Do something different try harder, anything but that
But that plus that, made me realize that
And when I saw it face to face, I had to swallow that fact
I learned a lot from that what's that, that's nobody's bidness
Just know I'm truthfully sorry, and ask for your forgiveness
And God as my witness, I'm a very troubled man
Thought I was right I wasn't, thought I did didn't understand
But one thing I do know, if it was meant to be
We'll get closer than maybe not, who knows we'll see
[talking:]
Yeah close, I ain't gave up
I ain't gon worry myself though
Lastly, God I'm gon get closer bet that
You are now with the world's greatest
Yung Ro(St. Louis)- Candy Gurl
INTRO
Its Yung Ro, BP, XP, Candy yeaa
HOOK
Thicka den a snicka, Sweeta den a Jolly Rancher
She a Twizzler, I got dat Goodbar for lil mamma call me
Tell me bout yo candy gurl, cus I kno dat u a Candy
Gurl
She pourin out like sum skittles
Assorted like sum laffy taffies and Im da riddle
Shakin her lil whatchamacallit she kno i saw it
Tell me bout yo candy gurl, cus I kno dat u a Candy
Gurl
VERSE 1 (RO)
Now and later wit da flavor, look so good I just might
taste her
Hella evasive like sum Boston Beans u kno I wanna baker
Backseat dark tent she fresha den a york mint,
Im not wit dat sweet tart scent Im tryna go all in
Make a Starburst then its Gucci for ya purse,
Dooney Dooney for ya burkes maybe Newlies after church
U say u chewie and dat works, lookin juicy in dat
skirt
Colors like fruities in dat shirt, shorty so sharp I
might get hurt yeaa
My money greena its Mr. Buttafinga
More notes than a singer I seen her and wanna queen
her,
And she pressin like a steamer so I lean in
Tell her if u a dreamer we team up and put our teams in
VERSE 2 (RO)
U wanna play den u can play, wanna stay den u can stay
On payday im da milky way da hataz bout 2 hate
Cus they broke like a Kit Kat dat chit chat can wait
I got big stacks and big racks come get wit da great
yeaa
Like a bag of M&Ms; watch her shake
Now she open not a lake its a ocean
And guess who in it floatin
Who's your favorite candy Im votin
Her kisses look like Hersheys so u kno lil mamma chosin
Sizzlin like sum pop rocks, Harder than a Jawbreaka
Sour patch drop top all she want is flavor
Chocolate factory crib and Ro be da maker
I see em out thurr bitin but my eyes just ate her
Might date her, elevate her, gravitate her
Penetrate her, Have her marchin for my cause
demonstrate her
I just let the hook bait her if she fallin off the wall
I replace her
Neva chase her might navigate her straight to da paper
I like em
[talking]
Much more important, than the pain we suffer
Is our response to the pain, I'ma let y'all hear
Both sides of the story, who's side are you on
[Yung Ro]
Say where I'm from the days are cold, nights are colder
The streets on fire, keep me talking to the two sitting on my shoulder
(before you leave grab them gats), so I turned back
And seconds before I hit 360, (son you don't wanna do that)
But the last voice spoke calm, so I here I stand gat in my palm
But the other began to speak louder, (what are you waiting for come on)
And to be honest I chose the aggressive voice, it was easy
Followed any road he choose no matter the risk, wherever he lead me
(they want you dead), so I was paranoid so scared to go to sleep
(you see I'm watching you), riding through the city mad at the world invented my creep
Seen a familiar face at the club one night, just trying to have a drink
Then he bumped me and a voice yelled (shoot), before I could even think
And then I fell to the floor, shot in the chest
Together we layed on the floor, felt funny when our eyes connect
I saw the pain in his eyes, so I searched for that other voice fast
Embarrassed to ask for mercy or help, and heard the other voice laugh
[talking in background]
How do I ease the pain, when I know the devil coming back
You know, they say war's inevitable, which is why it is essential
That we study it, and equip thy selves with the right tools to fight
So grant me the serenity, to accept the names I cannot change
Courage to change the thangs that I can, the wisdom to know the difference
[Hook x2]
How can I, ease the pain
When I know you coming after me
How can I, ease the pain oooh
[Yung Ro]
Dear Father, I'm having problems controlling myself
Rather talk to you nobody understands, so I roll by myself
On this road by myself, but never neglecting those two footprints
Cause when I was lost and fell behind, look where Jesus went
Right in the front and I love him for that, and not to mention
We been chopping some game up, he helping me trying to get it back
You know love that is, cause I admit I'm running low
Trying to ease this pain on my own way, ha that I know
Foolish of me right, (no son you're human and humans make mistakes)
But ain't I responsible for my actions, and which road I take
(you're being too hard on yourself son, remember you were born in sin)
I know but I'm ashamed for being weak, and letting the devil always win
(he only wins when you give up), man I ain't gave up
Got a few scars and suffered some pain, but ay I'm a soldier I play it tough
(well raise up) man I'm up, (son be proud of who you are)
What about my depression and in securities, (they're not the truth by far)
And I believe that and I need that in my life, just like that Juve song
But I weave back cause they feed that negativity, yeah they do me wrong
(son you know the weight of this road), yeah you right let me stop complaining
(you have my mercy if you need it), man Lord it get hard but I'm just saying
I'm a man (but a child of mine), so I praise you
And try my best to make you proud, what I owe you is more than I gave you
But I'm trying to get paid too, in this crooked bidness that's full of snakes
Don't know what the future hold so lately your boy, ain't been feeling great
Now what can I do to stop this pain, I took a look at the sky
Asked for forgiveness and felt the ease, just as soon as I apologized
[Hook x2]
[talking]
Pain, suffering ha, or is it just discipline from God
[talking]
I gotta be honest with y'all, you know
I kinda hesitated on this one, you know
Don't nobody like pointing out they own flaws and shit
But you know, I do feel the message you know
So I'ma try to see, if I can sacrifice a lil' ego
Speak the truth you know, ha-ha
[Yung Ro]
Forgave me once forgave me twice, and I fucked up
Forgave me again, and I still fucked up
And now I see, we both fucked up
Me for being me, and you for loving a fuck up
But ay what's up, cause girl ain't no love lost
If anything gained, you hearing that from my mouth
And yeah I feel bad, about the scars I left ya
You walk around with a chip on your shoulder, keep ya head up
Cause there's love after love, cool we didn't work out
But I wasn't ready, then I still got thangs I'm trying to work out
I know ya miss Yung Ro, I bet you think I forgot ya
Saw ya picture yesterday, and shed a solid tear about ya
My girl to be, you meant the world to me
Now here I am confessing, I want the world to see
An example, who knows might help someone else
I lost love but worst of all, I made a fool of myself that's game
[talking]
Somewhere, whole world you know
Every ghetto, every city, every country you know
Well fuck it you know, we taking this shit worldwide
Just look at this as my stone, break it down for 'em
What else (an image of a man) a man
Nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)
You won't find another artist, who can sound like me
J-mac, won't find another rappa who can shine like me
You won't find another kid, ahead of his time like me
Their ain't a hustla alive, who can grind like me
And ive bin, dyin' to meet someone who grime like me
Ain't possible, nobody! got a mind like me
Who can go over ya head, make ya rewind that beat
Play catch up, and don't catch up, to rhyme thats we
Wit no ice, no gold, I still shine when I speak
Smokin' till I'm jus, (whew) blowin' pinds of weed
In a old school hoop, screens behind the seat
Boogie, stunned marko, x and I cant find the sweat
I'm tired of niggaz eatin' for free, when I grind to eat
I got a lost bullet, who wanna play finders keeps
Bois gettin' cocky now, it's bout time to speak
Real niggaz show me love, and haters grind they teeth
You got plex, bitch throw me, shoot a nine at me
And I'm like a butcher, cause I handle all kinds of beef
People askin' mac, how he go about findin' me
Cause I already got three verses done, I had to find a beat
Kissed my main chick, and had the girl cryin' for weeks
But ain't nuthin changed, you got nobody, start dryin' ya cheeks
The game, has bin tooken, look it how they lookin'
The way I drop this light weight, before they even fly the hook in
gyeah, ay
I'm from the place where they box, and don't break no fights
In nobody land, we get trained to break yo mics
Shake up dice, speak once don't say thangs twice
Give my niggaz love, new comers don't shake hands light
Over dance them dumb niggaz, they gon pay us twice
Some cookin'in my kitchen, and we don't bake up rice
A born hustler, bin one ain't gave up right
I'm so fast I had to slow down, and wake up life
Haha, lemme slow it down, do a show and clown
While on the streets, theres rowin' sounds
See how fast it go around
Gyeah, where my nobody team
Paid in full, color changin' click, nah I mean
Uh huh, I'ma young fly cocky
Mutha fucka,and ain't nobody gon stop me
Girls love me, they say Yung Ro crazy
Plus she love the way I hop out, and say what's up baby
They say Yung Ro so coo, what a foo
He is, ro no mami I'm so meish
Ye, I'm me, Yung Ro, fuck wit it, nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
Ye, ye, nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
[Z-Ro:]
Who is my friend who is my foe, I just can't tell no mo'
Cause seem like everywhere I go, somebody got a problem with Ro
It might be somebody from the past, or somebody I don't know
Bottom line I ain't never fucked with nobody, why y'all fucking with me fo'
It's a trip, to see how all these people scream my name
Cause I could remember whole lot of em, that said I'd never make it in the rap game
Look at me now though, I got cars and cash
And since I'm able to say fuck regular weed, I get hydro by the bag
I'm the same nigga white tennis shoes, blue jeans and a white t-shirt
24/7 all day and night, around the clock that's how we work
I could give a fuck, about these niggaz wanting beef
They been muted by my paper chase, interrupt me you might come up deceased
Bitch I'm a product, of the streets
Plus I'm an animal that seem raw and untamed, and J. Prince got me off the leash
I'm a motherfucking beast, when it come down to my bread
Hey red you pull the cover back, it's time to lay in your bed
[Hook:]
In my life, don't nobody wanna see me win
In my life, they'd rather see me disgusted with no ends
In my life, everyday another friend turn to a foe
That's why my motto is fuck friends, hand me my do'
In my life, I still struggle to make ends meet
It ain't gravy just cause you see me on TV, I'm almost back on the streets
In my life, bitch I done seen and heard it all
So I'm one deep till my casket, I ain't fucking with y'all
[Z-Ro:]
I use to ride or die for you, like you was my gal or something
Simply cause you gave a damn about me, when I had nothing
When all the homies use to laugh at me, because I was broke
You would make a plate for me, and we might sip a six or a fo'
And even though you had a nigga, you said I could spend the night
But out of respect for both of y'all, I chose to kick it under the street light
Hell yeah I was attracted to ya baby, and you know that
I still feel like we look good, together on a Kodak
But a lot of bullshit, been floating round in the air
I 'sposed to said some disrespectful shit, now you hate a playa
And to that skinny bitch with the rigid gold, you need to shut the hell up
Tal'n bout I made you suck my dick for a ride, yeah I made your throat swell up
But tell it, how it really went down
Cause we was coming from the studio, and you leaned over from the passenger side
Yeah you was trying to get me, to let you spend the night
But since I turned you down, you throwing mo' salt in my life
[Hook]
[Z-Ro:]
Life is hard but it's fair, and even though it might rain
I got my galoshes plus my umbrella, ain't no stopping me mayn
Whenever seen my way I'ma deal with it, then send it right back
I been the underdog all my life, that's why I bark like that
And fuck a friend nigga, y'all wasn't trying to kick it when I didn't have no ends nigga
Y'all must think, I'm a fool
Prolly just wanna flip in my whip, and have me pay for the weed
But I'll be damned if I blow my hard earned money, on anyone else but me
I came to this bitch one deep, and that's how I'm gon go
And the way I see it I owe nobody nothing, ain't nobody gon get no do'
Z-Ro King of the Ghetto, and the Mo City Don
Everybody around me is strapped, that's why you never see me with a gun
I get my funds, cause it's the time of the month to pay bills
I ain't rich, ain't no difference between me and the people across the street for real
Homie, I'm just trying to pay bills
I ain't rich, ain't no difference between me and the people across the street for real
Just imagine a man with no hope and no faith
Would he believe in true love, well no way
Just going through the motions emotionally
Without you here to show him, how good it could be
Oh that would be me, yeah and that would be me
Who?s the one man walkin? on this earth
Who knows exactly what your worth
Who?s gonna love you for the rest of his life
With every breath he breathes
Oh that would be me, yeah and that would be me yeah
A man with a heart, torn and tattered
And every dream he?d dream, just broken and shattered
Lookin? at the world a little too cynically
Without you here to show him, how good it could be
Oh that would be me, and that would be me yeah
Who?s the one man walkin? on this earth
Who knows exactly what your worth
Who?s gonna love you for the rest of his life
With every breath he breathes
Oh that would be me, yeah and that would be me yeah
Oh tell me, who?s the one man walkin? on this earth
Who knows exactly what your worth
Who?s gonna love you for the rest of his life
With every breath he breathes
Oh, that would be me, yeah and that would be me
Your bags are packed sittin' by the door
Your mama's waitin' outside in the car
It won't do no good to try to stop, you now
'Cause you think you know for sure
You say good-bye, baby don't cry
'Cause this time your walkin' out the door
You'll say you mean it but honey I've seen it before
So come on tell me somethin' I don't know
You told me once Lord, you told me twice
Maybe the third time will be the charm
Now the chances are, lordy, you'll be back
Cryin' wolf again tomorrow
You say good-bye, baby don't cry
'Cause this time your walkin' out the door
You'll say you mean it but honey, I've seen it before
So come on tell me something I don't know
Come on tell me something I don't know, yeah
Oh nothing, no no
You say good-bye, baby don't cry
'Cause this time your walkin' out the door
You'll say you mean it but honey, I've seen it before
So come on tell me somethin' I don't know
Come on tell me somethin' I don't know
Somethin' I don't know
Lord, somethin' I don't know
Lord, Lord, Lord, somethin' I don't know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Wally Wilson/Paul Nelson/Larry Boone)
There's something funny 'bout the two of us
We never fight, ah we never fuss
We just can't get enough if you get my drift
Yeah from what I've heard about love, this ain't it
I make you laugh and you make me smile
We stay together and go in style
Things get a little bit wild everytime we kiss
So from what I've heard about love, this ain't it
'cause love can break your heart I've heard
Drive you to drinkin' crazy or worse
Talk about trouble, love is at the top of the list
But girl you know we fit like a glove
We're side by side when push comes to shove
From what I've heard about love, this ain't it
I've seen it in the movies, read it in the books
Hearts goin' under everywhere you look
Fire's burning out, but baby me and you
We're the exception to the rule
'cause love can break your heart I've heard
Drive you to drinkin' crazy or worse
Talk about trouble, love is at the top of the list
But girl you know we fit like a glove
We're side by side when push comes to shove
From what I've heard about love, this ain't it
Yeah from what I've heard about love, this ain't it yeah
Yeah from what I've heard about love
No from what I've heard about love
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered, I'm doin' just fine
Woke up this morning
To the sound of you slammin' the door
I got served a piece of paper for breakfast
That said, "You don't live here no more"
And the dog won't let me pet him
He just lays around and growls at my feet
And the paper boy forgot me again
I should have stayed in bed asleep
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered, I'm doin' just fine
Well, my car broke down again
Right before it ran out of gas
Yeah, my boss is still ringing in my head
One more time and your out on your, yeah
Well, I cant wait till
That five o' clock whistle blows
So I can sit in traffic all day
And end up going home alone
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered, I'm doin' just fine, yeah, yeah
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered, I'm doin' just fine
Like a baby tastin' ice cream for the very first time
Like the first jump from an airplane in a free fall dive
Like a roller coaster barely stickin' to the track
Now that you've been in my arms, there ain't no turning back
I know how you feel
And I'll never be the same
Don't wanna be
In less than love this way
Couldn't go without your kissin'
'Cause I'd know what I was missin'
And nothin' else will never be this real
Baby, now that I know how you feel
It's the moment when I knew that love was much more than a word
So much sweeter than the sweetest song I've ever heard
It's the answer to the question I've been askin' all my life
And now you're tellin' me, your heart was made for mine
I know how you feel
And I'll never be the same
Don't wanna be
In less than love this way
Couldn't go without your kissin'
'Cause I'd know what I was missin'
And nothin' else will never be this real
Baby, now that I know how you feel
I know how you feel
And I'll never be the same
Don't wanna be
In less than love this way
Couldn't go without your kissin'
'Cause I'd know what I was missin'
And nothin' else could never be this real
Baby, now that I know how you feel
And I'll never be the same
Don't wanna be
In less than love this way
Couldn't go without your kissin'
'Cause I'd know what I was missin'
And nothin' else could never be this real
We've done the 'Porch swing love'
So long can't remember my name
Back and forth, nice and slow
Till we get real close and you still want to wait
I'm not sayin' that it's been a big waste of time
It's been great, been a lot of fun
But I'm about to go off like a loaded gun
All I want is a pumped up jacked up
Screamin' like a Mustang kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff I can't name
And what I want is completely untamed, yeah
Now you don't have to second guess this thing or try to figure it out
It doesn't matter how or where or when or why it's gonna happen by itself
How you ever gonna know unless you give it a try
I dare you to just let it go, I bet you turn into a wild animal
All I want is a pumped up jacked up
Screamin' like a Mustang kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff I can't name
What I want is completely untamed, yeah oh
Well the fire cracker ain't what I like
It's gotta blow like dynamite
'Cause all I want is a pumped up jacked up
Screamin' like a Mustang kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff I can't name
She locked the door behind her and headed out of town
And it don't much matter where she's bound
She left it all except a heart full of memories
And scars you never see, from
Those words he hurt her with and held her down
And the tears that fell without a sound
And he swears it's gonna be different now
This time around
He's taking it step by step and one day at a time
Trying to find the man he was and left behind
Fighting the battle sometimes barely holding on
Now that all he loved is gone, with
Those words he hurt her with and held her down
And the tears that fell when she walked out
And he swears it's gonna be different now
This time around
He wants the chance to be
The man she used to see in him, before
He wants the chance to be
The man she used to see in him, before
All of those words he hurt her with and held her down
And the tears that fell without a sound
And he swears it all will be different now
When you told me, you needed a little time on your own
I kinda lied and said, I'd be alright all alone
My friends said, "Hey man, what can you do?
Let her see what's missing and she'll come back to you"
They all said it was for the best but I knew as I watched you leave
I should've listened to me and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby, please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
I should've listened to me
Call it intuition, an instinctual feeling
When you know, you bet it all and your gonna lose everything
That's what I had when you walked out the door
And as each day passes I'm feeling it more and more
Now that I'm hear it's all so clear, how I could have made you see
I should've listened to me and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby, please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
Oh, I should've listened
Yeah, I should've listened to me and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby, please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
(Tim Hunt/Steve Bogard/Rick Giles)
When you told me you needed a little time on your own
I kinda lied and said I'd be alright all alone
My friends said hey man what can you do
Let her see what's missing and she'll come back to you
They all said it was for the best
But I knew as I watched you leave
I should've listened to me, and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
I should've listened to me
Call it intuition, an instinctual feeling
When you know you bet it all and your gonna lose everything
That's what I had when you walked out the door
And as each day passes I'm feeling it more and more
Now that I'm hear it's all so clear
How could I have made you see
I should've listened to me, and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
I should've listened to me
I should've listened to me, and gotten down on my knees
I heard the words in my heart, don't tear us apart
Come back baby please
I should've swallowed my pride, I should've broke down and cried
I was the one who knew that you and I were meant to be
I should've listened to me
Fuck the Shit.
Fuck the fucken shitballs.
Shit the Fuck. Shit where it fuck shit.
The Shit Fuck.
Fuck Shit. The Shitfuck.
I'm fuck shit. Fuck the Shit.
Fuck the fucken shitballs.
Shit the fuck. Shit to where it fuck shit.
Fuck the Shit Fuck Yeah!
Fuck the Shit.
Fuck the fucken shitballs.
Shit the Fuck. Shit where it fuck shit.
The Shit Fuck.
Fuck Shit. The Shitfuck.
I'm fuck shit. Fuck the Shit.
Fuck the fucken shitballs.
Shit the fuck. Shit to where it fuck shit.
Six thirty in the morning
I'm in the middle of the sweetest dream
When I hear that alarm clock calling me
I wrestle with the feeling
That the day's starting way too soon
I hit the button just to buy a little time
To keep you in these arms of mine
For another nine minutes let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
'Cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
For another nine minutes
I love the way the sunlight
Dances on your perfect skin
Girl, I wish this night would never end
But we gotta get moving
Can't eat if we don't get paid
But I got us a better idea
Let's pull up the covers and stay right here
For another nine minutes let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
'Cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
For another nine minutes
I hit the button just one more time
To keep you in these arms of mine
For another nine minutes let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
'Cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
Oh yeah, for another nine minutes let the world wait
Whose gonna care if we're a little bit late
This is my dream and I'm gonna stay in it
Oh, for another nine
Another nine minutes let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
For another nine minutes let the world wait
Whose gonna care if we're a little bit late
Another nine minutes
Another nine minutes
Another nine minutes
Another nine minutes
Another nine minutes
