T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Kingofdasouth Lyrics"
Let Down Lyrics
Ain't had a job in about a year Living down in my parents basement I wish that I could get outta here Sometimes I think I need a vacation Can't get my mother off my back She don't have far to go to drive me crazy Someday that bitch is gonna make me crack Might be the last time she calls me lazy YOU'RE A LET DOWN PARDON ME IF I'M A LET DOWN TO MY FAMILY I'M A LET DOWN 1-2-3 I'M A LET DOWN (are
Ain't had a job in about a year Living down in my parents basement I wish that I could get outta here Sometimes I think I need a vacation Can't get my mother off my back She don't have far to go to drive me crazy Someday that bitch is gonna make me crack Might be the last time she calls me lazy YOU'RE A LET DOWN PARDON ME IF I'M A LET DOWN TO MY FAMILY I'M A LET DOWN 1-2-3 I'M A LET DOWN (are
[Verse One]
I been a menace to society
Since when?
Since menace to society
Still refused to become a legitimate citizen quietly
Felt like my label hidin' me
But here I am anyway
I might be back to slangin' grams any day
And if this record flop
Well I'll be--back
Wit' a bomb of hard
Wit' C-Rod and the squad
This whole industry's a fa?ade
Man this ain't real life
Half these rappers don't know what sacrifice feel like
Man these niggaz is all hype
Not even rappin' on real mics
They just get high and say whatever the fuck they feel like
They make me feel like bustin' these niggaz one at a time
And I'm still outbustin' these niggaz
Hoe pick a rhyme
[Chorus]
Ay, what these other niggaz talkin'
I don't believe that shit
I'm the king 'cause I said it
And I mean that shit
Ay, what's so special 'bout him
Ay,
Ito Okashi Lyrics
Utsukushiki mononi tuite katarimasho Chikyujono anatano sugu chikakuno Omomukino arumononi tuite Muneno kodoo takameru monono yoni Kito narikaga ito okashi [Translation of Above] Let's talk about something beautiful On the face of this earth, something very close to you About something that is tasteful Like something that makes the heartbeat faster
he ain't all that shitUtsukushiki mononi tuite katarimasho Chikyujono anatano sugu chikakuno Omomukino arumononi tuite Muneno kodoo takameru monono yoni Kito narikaga ito okashi [Translation of Above] Let's talk about something beautiful On the face of this earth, something very close to you About something that is tasteful Like something that makes the heartbeat faster
I set the city in fire
Have you seen that shit?
Ay, what these other niggaz talkin'
I don't believe that shit
I'm the king 'cause I said it
And I mean that shit
Ay, what's the big deal about him?
He ain't even that shit
I set the city on fire
Have you seen that shit?
[Verse Two]
It's only five rappers outta Atlanta who bustin'
And I'm one of 'em
The other four, you know who you are
But if you gotta think twice
Well shawty you ain't nice
Regardless of your publishing deal
You can't write
I'm the best thing left blowin' breath on the mic
The king of the south
Nothin' else will suffice
You wanna bet?
Well put yo' budget up
Match the price
Me and you like putting matches to ice
You won't make it
Before I had a deal
I was still butt naked
God signed this, like keeping' the Lo
Peace of Mind Lyrics
Carry All The Weight Upon Your Shoulders It's Another Day In Your Frantic Life You're Just Another Voice In The Crowd You Don't Know Who You Are Sometimes You Don't Understand Nothing's Ever What It Seems They Sell You Wrong For Right All You Really Need ... Some Peace Of Mind, Yeah Meanwhile All Go Mad Around You More And More Unsatisfied In The Race For Progress We've Spun Out Of Control Don
d's promiseCarry All The Weight Upon Your Shoulders It's Another Day In Your Frantic Life You're Just Another Voice In The Crowd You Don't Know Who You Are Sometimes You Don't Understand Nothing's Ever What It Seems They Sell You Wrong For Right All You Really Need ... Some Peace Of Mind, Yeah Meanwhile All Go Mad Around You More And More Unsatisfied In The Race For Progress We've Spun Out Of Control Don
The truth nigga
Like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync
And couldn't outsell me
I'm a legend in my own time
A prophet in my own rhymes
A king wit' a concubine
[Chorus]
Niggaz like you, a dime a dozen
They come and go
So why I'm runnin' now
And I ain't never run before
Grab choppers, cock 'em and blow
Stoppin' the show
Bet or owe 'em, droppin' the hoes
You just keep watchin' the door
Pop 'em, watch 'em drop to the floor
Fluff his pockets and go
Put a quarter block on his nose
And a glock in his clothes
He can keep his watches and gold
For his momma to hold
She'll be there buyin' the hoes
Before the drama unfolds
They know shawty outta control
Got me hot as a stove
Puttin' holes in yo' Girbaud
Wettin' up yo' polos
44's and Callico's
a black and a chrome
letti
No Train To Memphis Lyrics
C. Mead, S. Wilson, B. Colladay Lightning struck at midnight with the thunder and the rain My sleep was interrupted by the rhythm of a train I asked of the conductor where this ol' train was bound He punched my ticket then he whispered "Memphis town" But there ain't no train to Memphis anymore You've got to take the highway when you go Them rusty tracks from Nashville lay beside that stretch of road But
' loose and splackin' your domeC. Mead, S. Wilson, B. Colladay Lightning struck at midnight with the thunder and the rain My sleep was interrupted by the rhythm of a train I asked of the conductor where this ol' train was bound He punched my ticket then he whispered "Memphis town" But there ain't no train to Memphis anymore You've got to take the highway when you go Them rusty tracks from Nashville lay beside that stretch of road But
hoppin' back in the Brougham
known for kickin' in yo' door
wavin' gats in yo' home
clearin' it out
I'm sorry I ain't hearin' you out
You hearin' about
The squad pumpin' Fe in your heart
Because you know sacrifice
Was near and dear to your heart
[Chorus]
[talking]
Ay, my niggaz
Y'all already know what it is
T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Pimp Squad
For life nigga
Sanchez on the beat, dig this man
I'ma keep it always pimpin'
I'm stayin' down
Y'all niggaz gone send yo' demos in
Get cha little motherfuckin' deal
Go sell records
Nigga I got houses, I got blow, I got dro
Nigga I got hoes, nigga I got property nigga
What you wanna do nigga?
Fuck y'all niggaz
Come see about me if you don't like it
King of da God damn south
Rubberband man in this bitch
Uh, oh, oh