Tonalité : C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Here
we are in the apartment corridor
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"Dorian, right? yeah I been
meaning to speak to you
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I don't get up in my neighbors
business normally right
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But yo these thin ass walls
got everything leakin' through
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Now first thing's first, I don't
judge you for the weed smoke
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But I can hear your daughter yellin' "daddy,
please don't"
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And it's not once or twice,
but every damn night
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Man there's somethin' goin' on
up in here that ain't right
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Now man to man, I can understand
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They like to stress a brotha out,
man we cuss each other out
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But you crossin' the line by puttin
your hands on 'em
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And nobody ever told you not
to hit a damn woman?
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Boy, I can tell that my
presence was painful
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Breathin' truth down his neck it must
have felt like a strangle
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His eyes flashed confusion,
wavin' his hands around
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He's used to raisin' his voice on people to back
'em down"
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Verse 2
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"See this is spe cifically why I left
the pistol in the linen closet
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Pullin' this shit,
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if he was taller I woulda went and got it
Damnit man, I'm in the right
and I'm civilized
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But little boys really ain't
used to bein' criticized
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First off scooter,
take the bass out your voice
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I'm respectful with mine and yo
you makin' a choice
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Here and, understand it's only
once that I warn you
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Man make a move, make a threat,
I'll make it reign knuckles on you
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I ain't a woman or a baby dawg,
I'm out of your league
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My wife heard us gettin' loud so
she's prayin' for peace
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She's stuck her head down
on some keep your temper shit
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Little man gon' say "Over there's your door,
mind your business bitch"
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Ha, now that's sweet,
just what I needed it, it seemed that
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He in vited my right fist
for a party on his left cheek
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I didn't mean to seem
rude so I accepted,
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But arrived a half a second early,
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right cross connected
Oh, staggered him, just by taggin' him,
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Mr. tough guy,
one punch bring out the fag in him
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Little man could make
moves that I couldn't
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He cut and tried to foot
it, now how should I put it
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I stood at full posture and swatted
him down the staircase
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Bare knuckles to bare face,
all punches knew their place
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Air point style, the second one take off,
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the next one land
Learn some respect young man
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He glanced down for
the brick on the ground
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Fist still clenched up I'm still
stickin' his crown
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He's in the jaws of the most
turbulant blitz in the world
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So fuck hittin' ya' girl tonight
you're hittin' the ground
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I said somebody need
to beat your ass
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And then teach your as s,
and I'm sorry I can only do half
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And while his mellon swell up, a
police cruiser pull up
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He hopped out all puffed up
with the holster of his gun up
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Ready to protect and serve
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And it's in his nature to .38 ya' if
you're testin' his nerves
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He helped the wife- beater stand up,
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But not be fore he helped brother
ali into some handcuffs
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And you can imagine my surprise
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When his girl came down the stair
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s with tears in her eyes
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And a phone in her hand,
holdin' her man
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Damn that was not the plan
Outro 1
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