[00:00.00] 作曲 : Sean Price/M. Stewart/M. Harper/J. Etienne/Jahmal Bush
[00:00.30]Trying to make shit happen, **** yo
[00:06.15]It ain't all about you, huh?
[00:06.72]Ahh, mother****er yo
[00:07.38]Aiyyo we fight every night, now that's not kosher
[00:10.20]I reminisce with bliss, before eshkoshkah
[00:12.78]We was closer, later on you was supposed ta
[00:15.27]Be the one that i stayed with but it seemed that you played tricks
[00:18.03]Every day it get worse, than the day before
[00:20.13]Maybe you're, actin too, immature
[00:22.83]Insecure, plus i'm lookin for the cure
[00:25.38]Keep flippin like you do i'm lookin at the door..
[00:27.60]Muva****
[00:27.90]Playin, youknowhati'msayin?
[00:28.44]The **** i look like huh?
[00:35.31]One of these ****in' ass niggaz in the street huh?
[00:38.37]You dealin with a nigga who, can say what he means
[00:41.25]And mean what he say
[00:42.24]When i say i'm lookin at the door nigga i'm obvious
[00:44.88]Straight up and down
[00:45.48]The **** i look like to you huh what?
[00:47.91]And when you wit your friends i slide to the side
[00:50.16]Until the spotlight is mine, and always rep god cipher divine
[00:53.40]When i, did the knowledge all my wisdom it came
[00:55.92]To an understanding that you underhanded and lame
[00:59.07]I should play some stuck-up rapper role
[01:01.56]And get foul everytime you lose control
[01:04.35]But that's not my order of operation
[01:06.30]Bustin nuts in ya, startin our own population
[01:08.85]But now you ain't actin the way that you used ta
[01:11.58]B so i can't c you in my future
[01:14.31]And i don't think that i can take it anymore
[01:17.07]Y'all know the rest.. the four-four
[01:18.30][mike stewart]
[01:19.80]If the lovin ain't right
[01:20.94]You're not home, late at night
[01:23.55]All we ever do is fight
[01:26.67]There's a reason i should breeze
[01:30.12]If the lovin ain't good
[01:31.38]And i never thought you could
[01:34.02]Ever treat me like you should
[01:36.78]That's a reason i should breeze
[01:39.93]Nigga is the deal, huh?
[01:42.09]You know what i'm workin with, i gotta tie my dick to my knee
[01:44.85]Nigga, my shit ain't good, what?
[01:46.32]The **** is you doin, punk ass niggaz?
[01:49.71]My friends always tell me i'm lucky to stay
[01:52.35]Dipped with the flyest chick from the b.k.
[01:54.84]But all the games you play make a nigga wanna spray
[01:57.36]So every night to the most high a nigga pray
[02:00.00]That me and my shorty make it to another day
[02:02.25]If not nigga it ruckus it wasn't meant to go that way
[02:04.95]But hey i can't front it was good while it lasted
[02:07.56]Until i asked her some old stupid hood rat shit
[02:10.11]Some left field shit that a nigga can't call
[02:12.60]But all in all, i had a ball
[02:14.94]I guess it's better to have loved, and to have lost
[02:17.58]Than to never have love at all
[02:19.17][mike stewart]
[02:21.33]If the lovin ain't right
[02:23.52]You're not home, late at night
[02:24.78]All we ever do is fight
[02:28.44]There's a reason i should breeze
[02:31.35]If the lovin ain't good
[02:32.61]And i never thought you could
[02:35.25]Ever treat me like you should
[02:38.01]That's a reason i should breeze
[02:41.46]Youse a nigga miserable mother****er
[02:42.66]Man that's my word is bond you always want me around the bullshit
[02:45.75]Misery love company man but you know what?
[02:48.24]I'm gettin the **** up on out of here, ba-by, bet that
[02:50.94]I ain't gonna deal with that bullshit no more huh?
[02:53.19]Bout to make mad moves with my dogs man
[02:55.74]Nigga heltah skeltah me and rock yaknahmean?
[02:57.90]Mother****er my brother illa-noyz, man **** you word up
[03:01.80]Plus i got mother****in' ?, knahmean?
[03:03.21]Mother****er uhh, mike stew'
[03:08.67]Singin what he singin, doin what he doin
[03:10.53][mike stewart]
[03:17.46]If the lovin ain't right
[03:19.20]You're not home, late at night
[03:39.99]All we ever do is fight
[03:49.62]There's a reason i should breeze
[04:03.21]If the lovin ain't good
[04:04.50]And i never thought you could
[04:06.93]Ever treat me like you should
[04:09.54]That's a reason i should breeze...
[04:12.63](repeat both stanzas to end)

作曲 : Sean Price/M. Stewart/M. Harper/J. Etienne/Jahmal Bush
Trying to make shit happen, **** yo
It ain't all about you, huh?
Ahh, mother****er yo
Aiyyo we fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss, before eshkoshkah
We was closer, later on you was supposed ta
Be the one that i stayed with but it seemed that you played tricks
Every day it get worse, than the day before
Maybe you're, actin too, immature
Insecure, plus i'm lookin for the cure
Keep flippin like you do i'm lookin at the door..
Muva****
Playin, youknowhati'msayin?
The **** i look like huh?
One of these ****in' ass niggaz in the street huh?
You dealin with a nigga who, can say what he means
And mean what he say
When i say i'm lookin at the door nigga i'm obvious
Straight up and down
The **** i look like to you huh what?
And when you wit your friends i slide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine, and always rep god cipher divine
When i, did the knowledge all my wisdom it came
To an understanding that you underhanded and lame
I should play some stuck-up rapper role
And get foul everytime you lose control
But that's not my order of operation
Bustin nuts in ya, startin our own population
But now you ain't actin the way that you used ta
B so i can't c you in my future
And i don't think that i can take it anymore
Y'all know the rest.. the four-four
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason i should breeze
If the lovin ain't good
And i never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason i should breeze
Nigga is the deal, huh?
You know what i'm workin with, i gotta tie my dick to my knee
Nigga, my shit ain't good, what?
The **** is you doin, punk ass niggaz?
My friends always tell me i'm lucky to stay
Dipped with the flyest chick from the b.k.
But all the games you play make a nigga wanna spray
So every night to the most high a nigga pray
That me and my shorty make it to another day
If not nigga it ruckus it wasn't meant to go that way
But hey i can't front it was good while it lasted
Until i asked her some old stupid hood rat shit
Some left field shit that a nigga can't call
But all in all, i had a ball
I guess it's better to have loved, and to have lost
Than to never have love at all
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason i should breeze
If the lovin ain't good
And i never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason i should breeze
Youse a nigga miserable mother****er
Man that's my word is bond you always want me around the bullshit
Misery love company man but you know what?
I'm gettin the **** up on out of here, ba-by, bet that
I ain't gonna deal with that bullshit no more huh?
Bout to make mad moves with my dogs man
Nigga heltah skeltah me and rock yaknahmean?
Mother****er my brother illa-noyz, man **** you word up
Plus i got mother****in' ?, knahmean?
Mother****er uhh, mike stew'
Singin what he singin, doin what he doin
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason i should breeze
If the lovin ain't good
And i never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason i should breeze...
(repeat both stanzas to end)