- Uncle Rahiem (Explicit Album Version) 歌詞 Consequence
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- What the , yall ****** supposed to be family man
****** out here fightin in the street and s**t man
[Consequence:]
After ten long, years, guess who comin, home
Uncle Rahiem who got busted with the chrome
But this sorta uncles like Rich Porters uncle
So he be in my shoebox and messin with my hustle
This *** ** keep playin around we gon have to tussle
Cause this aint, back in the days when he had all the muscle
And used to be on Hollis with Joey Simmons and Russel
So Im here to clap my things, and figure out this puzzle
Cause whatll make this ***** think he could come to my momma house
If he wasnt family Id probably pull the llama out
But Im a go the karma route , ever go to the karma route
Well you know, ***** be buckin with the armor out
But this ***** be on the couch and watchin my pockets hard
Peekin through the blinds when I pull up and park the car
And read between the lines when I push up to talk to broads
Startin real live, we gon definitely wind up at odds
Cause if I see another shirt, offa my wardrobe
Im a turn this lil happy home to a war zone
And if I find another piece missin from my package
Hed better grab his piece cause this time we goin at it
[Chorus x2 : Consequence]
Cause this ***** right here must got it out for me (uhh)
This ***** right here must got it out for me (uhh) / (yeah)
Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see
Cause this ***** right here must got it out for me
'I told that ************ grip up, grip up; ***** grip up, grip up
And Ill be waitin right here when you slip up'
[Consequence:]
Uhh; cause after six long , months, guess whos unem-ployed
Uncle Rahiem, cause he been runnin with his boy
And now he got a girlfriend, this fiend named Joy
I guess he bad smokin but Im tryin to keep my poise
But if my momma tell me somen missin from her jewelry box
Im a probably be trapped by my peers in a jewelry box
I try to love him my heart, and disregard my brain
But ever since he moved in, the cribs been off the chain
I dont need no one to blame cause the facts are the facts
Since the word got back to me just as fast as a fax
Cause I got cash in the jack, askin me what Im doin
How you gon work this hard and let your hustle get ruined?
And I had to admit, that thats a point well taken
Heres the world of price Im payin for the L that Im takin
Cause the trouble he done caused done got my connects and them stallin
Cause now I got the hottest crib in all of {'{'}? }
So when I see 10 -4, my body parts Ill
Cause Im scared to death they might give me the mob grill
Cause ever since he gave out our number like Mike Jones
Them di-rects be comin at me harder than Spike Jones
So I hope his parole officer, ask where he live
So I could say 'No officer, this not where he live
And I aint seen the ***** and dont know what he did
And hell get by later til he through with his bid'
I know itsounds cold like the wind below freezing
You might not understand but I got my own reasons
Cause once we at odds I could only get even
But maybe my foolish pride is why we in the precinct
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Word to my mother Im a you up when we get out of here
(***** you aint doin s**t, *****! )
Aight, watch son, soon as I post bail, *****, Im a come holla at you
(***** you aint doin nothin)
You crackhead-ass ** ***, my s**t up
(Yo son, word to my mother man
Call me a crackhead again and we got a problem *****
I changed your diapers punk!)
Yeah aight *****, whatever *****
[Chorus]
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