Dear Father
(专辑: Mo Money In The Bank Part Three: Cashing In - 2005)
Analyze the
way that I
walk, check out my outfit (g'eah!) Whooooo! Notice the
bulge in my sweater, it'll come out quick Distance myself from niggas that ain't about shit (g'eah!) My niggaz overreact so don't let your mouth sled. (AAAGGGGHH!) I'm drinking, thinking, smoking, choking, trying to maintaiiiin (uh-huh!) Now hurry up! It's time to put up my A-game. (g'eah!) My environment is paranoid ever since AIDS came You fuck around get real skinny and loose yo braids mayne. (dam!) Whoooooooooooooooooooo I'm in that Californian product got that backwood Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! My mixtapes is better than most albums I'm that good! (YEEEEAAH!) HAHA! If I
thought it, I
spoke it, if I
said it, I
meant it No one is innocent you ether broke a
law or you bent it. (uh-huuuh!) Home of the
cop killas and broke down houses (uh!) Your typical influence is; no one knows where they child is. (uh!) Dear Fatheeeer I'm asking for yo' hand Drag me trough all the
obstacles that come trough a
man. (yeah!) Dear Fatheeeer Can you look down on us? Cause lately I've been noticing a
black crowd on us. ('eeah!) Dear Fatheeeer Will you accept me now If I
get caught up slippin and my heart let's me down. (yeah!) Dear Fatheeeer I've been feeling a
lot of pressure When they know you doing good they wanna test ya. NON STOP! The
lil' kids cry where I'm at! – And they ain't gotta carry books Cause mamma used the
"Book-Back – Money" to buy crack Besides that! (that!) – Niggas still hate out they mouth fast Now look around, there's more meets than "Dre from OutKast". ('ahaa!) Whoooooo! The
system ain't shit! – We all laugh. (fuck them!) The
police will handcuff a
nigga, then ask for a
autograph. (oh!) You assume that you bigga Till I
flip out and put the
metal on yo face like the
"Sanct Lunatic Nigga" (uuuuuuuuuh-ooooooooooh!) NON STOP I
got my vest – ON! I
got my strap – ON! My nigga fall down in the
mix, I'm going back – FOR HIM! (ha!) Now my stats – GROWN. (uh!) Bitches know who I
am I
hit the
stage pop the
rubber band and throw 'em a
grand. (YEAH!) And – I'm in that tanned Lamb', blowin on the
green grass .40-Cali' on me cause the
dash got a
mean stash. (OOHH!) Don't let me industry him, take over Queens fast (uh-huh!) The
illest mothafucking team ask. (yeeeeah!) Dear Fatheeeer I'm asking for yo' hand Drag me trough all the
obstacles that come trough a
man. (yeah!) CASH LLOYD BANK$! Dear Fatheeeer Can you look down on us? "HUNGER FOR MORE TOUR"! Cause lately I've been noticing a
black crowd on us. ('eeah!) Dear Fatheeeer Will you accept me now If I
get caught up slipping and my heart let's me down. (yeah!) "HUNGER FOR MORE" Dear Fatheeeer... PLATINUM! I've been feeling a
lot of pressure When they know you doing good they wanna test ya What's popping lil' nigga? Come here! – Let me spit in yo ear! Whooooo! Don't you want some of the
foul shit that goes on here? Yeah? – It'll take some time so you should pull up a
chair (uh-huh!) While we – start with them stupid mothafuckas right there. (uh-huh!) Whoooo! They sell 'em all day long, they usually inappear (g'eah!) They be standing on that corner 2
in the
morning with that beer. (g'eah!) Trying to pitch on some product to get some gear (uh-huh!) And they babymammas still ridin the
bus and can barely afford the
fare. (HA!) NON STOP! No replacements in there. – We change faces every year (g'eah!) So nobody can miss him and they invent they disappear (g'eah!) But it wasn't always like that (uh-huh!) they slipped off the
right track (uh!) Bucked into (uh!) a
roadblock (uh!) from the
one way (uh!) full off gunplay. (YEAH!) Yo' bitch wanted Sunday! – But I
rather hit it sooner Keep ya dirty encircled don't get added to a
rumor. (whooo!) Into the
average consumer – it might seem harsh But this is how the
bullshit starts. (aaaayo!) Dear Fatheeeer I'm asking for yo' hand, CAN'T FORGET NELSON! Drag me trough all the
obstacles that come trough a
man. (yeah!) Dear Fatheeeer... OH AND MONEY Can you look down on us? COMIN' AT TO YOU! Cause lately I've been noticing a
black crowd on us. ('eeah!) Dear Fatheeeer Will you accept me now If I
get caught up slipping and my heart let's me down. (yeah!) THUG GABIE Dear Fatheeeer... YOU GET IT TOO! I've been feeling a
lot of pressure When they know you doing good they wanna test ya. Whoooo!