T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"I Can't Be Your Man Lyrics"
Poetry In The Streets (Remix) Lyrics
(Necro) Poetry in the streets remix brand new third verse Necro and Ill Bill The press, runs the tape records the bloody mess documentations of the human race, can study death they'll reach in through your TV speaker they'll feature a creature that'll beat ya to death, if he can meet ya your executed when your electrocuted who's responsible for a homeless man thats dead and smells putrid we murdered your natural flesh after bein thrown in a river you'll be frozen forever into a statue of death a grasshopper in the lab dead stabbed in the head knives are like the hands of a crab jabbin your flab till you wrapped them and bled throw
(Necro) Poetry in the streets remix brand new third verse Necro and Ill Bill The press, runs the tape records the bloody mess documentations of the human race, can study death they'll reach in through your TV speaker they'll feature a creature that'll beat ya to death, if he can meet ya your executed when your electrocuted who's responsible for a homeless man thats dead and smells putrid we murdered your natural flesh after bein thrown in a river you'll be frozen forever into a statue of death a grasshopper in the lab dead stabbed in the head knives are like the hands of a crab jabbin your flab till you wrapped them and bled throw
Yeah,
To the ladies,
One mo' message from T.I.P.,
I represent every man in America,
Naw,the world
You wanna know what he what he
thinkin' bout when he ain't
talkin to you bout why he can't
be your man you sure you wanna know
Here it is
[Verse 1]
My girl say I don't love her
She say we just fuckin'
Nothin' against you
It's just that I hate tux
She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice
Throwin' the rice
Wake up with me for the rest of your life
Ask me where I'm going,when I'comin back when I bounce
Runnin her mouth, call herself the queen of the south
Redecorate the crib throwin satin on the couch
Catch me out adulteratin' takin' half of the house
Well it ain't she don't deserve it
Just I don't wanna give it
The life she wanna live
Shorty I don't wanna live it
Makin' money shorty's missin'
To all kind of digits
From KeKe's to Chaniques's
To Bianca's and Brigettes's
Poppin' up unannouced, shorty call 'fore you visit
Nothing about a number, mind your goddamn business
Look bitch, some shit bout Tip won't change
We can hang, but I got to let you know one thang
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
It ain't you it's me, sorry shorty
I can't be your man
Where I been, I don't see no rings on these fingers
I can't be your man
Look to the future, find some
To The Top Lyrics
You climb to the top you never would stop To look at the bodies you left on the floor With knives in their backs you made your attack And now you're thirsting for more But someone is gonna have to pay You never looked back And you're an attack on everyone you come into And you never would stop until your enemies dropped But now you're climbing the ladder But someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed here today Someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed But your hands are stained red Someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed here today Someone is go
one better than meYou climb to the top you never would stop To look at the bodies you left on the floor With knives in their backs you made your attack And now you're thirsting for more But someone is gonna have to pay You never looked back And you're an attack on everyone you come into And you never would stop until your enemies dropped But now you're climbing the ladder But someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed here today Someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed But your hands are stained red Someone is gonna have to pay for all The innocent blood that was shed here today Someone is go
I can't be your man
You deserve much more, I'm no good to you shorty
[Verse 2]
Don't it seem like shit be cool for a month and a half
All of a sudden you frontin' and showin your ass
Complainin' bout what you got
Shorty look what you had
Before me, it was pull-out couches and Bilitant bags
Now she mad cause she ain't got a T.V. in her Jag
I tell you what if that ain't good enough get back on the bus
Give up the princess cuts and the Prada and stuff
I take you out to eat and you order a bottle of what?
Ungrateful wonderin' why I'm not faithful
Ballin's all good but this shit is just wasteful
Want me to pay your bills
Help you get a bigger crib
Shorty I don't mind helpin'
But show some initiative
Ain't brought nothin' to the table but hard times and heartache
Do something, get on the grind for God's sake
A reminder, rewind this message from your highness
For those that chose to take my kindness for blindness
[Chorus]
I can't be your man
I don't cheat cause I ain't shit,
I'm cheatin' cause you aint shit
I can't be your man
Every time I walk in the house you sittin' on that goddamn couch
You ain't got nothing better to do
I can't be your man
Cook, clean, iron, pay the water bill, shorty do something
Work with me
I can't be your man
Ay, pack you shit shorty,
Angel From Montgomery Lyrics
I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go When I was a young girl well I had me a cowboy He weren't much to look at just a free rambling man But that was a long time and no matter how I try The years just flow by like a broken down dam Make me an angel... There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing And I ain't done nothi
I'm droppin yo ass off at yo mami houseI am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go When I was a young girl well I had me a cowboy He weren't much to look at just a free rambling man But that was a long time and no matter how I try The years just flow by like a broken down dam Make me an angel... There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing And I ain't done nothi
Right now
[Verse 3]
One more scenario
Bout another jazzy hoe
That I met on the road
After a show in Ontario
Shorty say she got a man
That don't really scare me though
But she say he got a temper
So, but what he jealous for
Cause you told him you were cheatin
Hell, well what you tell him for
Shit, what that got to do with Tip
You better let him know
Now she want to let him go
But what for
So you can get with me and keep being a slut hoe
I don't think so baby better stay where you at
I'm no good for you
Never mind the way that he act
You got a kid and a crib with him
What's better than that
I'm in town for the week you better settle for that
[End Chorus]
I can't be your man
I'm here for 4 days shorty, 4 days
I can't change the world
I can't be your man
He don't treat you right?
What that gotta do with me?
I can't be your man
He be cussin' you out and shit
You cheated on him shorty, can you blame him?
I can't be your man
You ain't fend to bring that bullshit to me
I don't want naan parts of it
I can't be your man
Look here man
Get that shit out of my face
Kick rocks
I can't be your man
I ain't fend to have nothing to do with it
Their will be none of that round here
I can't be your man
Besides s
The Wall Lyrics
There's alot of strange men in cellblock ten But the strangest of em' all Was a friend of mine who spent his time Starin at the wall... Starin at the wall... In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote Proving crime don't pay Was the very same gal he robbed and stole for Wanting thier wedding day... Wanting thier wedding day... As he looked at the wall So strong and tall I heard him softely curse Nobody at all ever climed that wall But I'm gonna be the first... I'm gonna be the first... Then the warden walked by and said son don't try I'd hate to see you fall Cause there is no doubt they'll carry you out If you ev
horty you talk to muchThere's alot of strange men in cellblock ten But the strangest of em' all Was a friend of mine who spent his time Starin at the wall... Starin at the wall... In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote Proving crime don't pay Was the very same gal he robbed and stole for Wanting thier wedding day... Wanting thier wedding day... As he looked at the wall So strong and tall I heard him softely curse Nobody at all ever climed that wall But I'm gonna be the first... I'm gonna be the first... Then the warden walked by and said son don't try I'd hate to see you fall Cause there is no doubt they'll carry you out If you ev
I can't deal with it
I can't be your man
You say you work where
Mickey D, get the hell out of here shorty
Man look ay, I can't deal with it
You got too much baggage with you man
You and little, uh,uh,uh little Opus Cunningham
Y'all kick rocks down the damn street
I can't deal with it shorty
N...,complain...,what..., you ain't got what?
Shorty when I met you shorty you was barefooted
Sittin' on the railroad track with some straw in yo mouth
What the hell you complainin' about what you got now
Wh-Wh-What nigga you got steak and eggs right here
I'm sayin, what the business is?
Get the hell out of here man
Ay man you need to show me some appreciation round here
You in the damn living room more than the muthafuckin' furniture shorty
I can't deal with that shit man
Get a damn job
Do something for me
Lazy bitch, All the bad bitches in the world and I had to hook up
With the sorriest hoe in America
Why don't you take the weight off my back every now and then
why don't you pay a bill
30 damn dollars, the cable bill ain't but 30 damn dollars shorty
Why don't you change the..., flip the mattress
Man wash some clothes, change a light bulb
Goddamn shorty, I gotta do every thing round this sumabitch
A lazy bitch, ain't nothing worse than a lazy bitch shorty wasted talent