Jim Brown - For My Own lyrics

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Jim Brown - For My Own lyrics

[Hook: Akon] Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Aiyyo, who can test I, the true King of N.Y Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy I've been, controllin the street, holdin the heat sh** I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you ain't f**in wit us) Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars and f** mad b**hes and, dine amongst the stars But we gettin mad chave in the life we live MTV's comin over just to feel my "Crib" Man f** them other kids! That's how I feel I thought I said it all in "He's Not Real" But you beggin me to k**, must want ya brain spilled I tryna keep cool but it's hard to tame still sh**'s still real man you never shoulda bought it Must feel ill to see your boss get extorted Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes This rap sh** don't cut it then it's back to flippin weight Man I'm feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units Hustlin is the key to success but could you do it I been layin it down, the spray and the town It's about time the rightful owner claimed his crown [Hook: Akon] Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl [Verse 2: U-God] Yo, I hit 'em up with the snubs, puff the bigger buds So sinister, a John Dillinger, yeah, I've been a thug Fire all cylenders, swing with gritty love Smooth talk, watch a moonwalk up in the club I'm like Michael Jackson without the glitter glove Go get it for sure, that's right, a jitterbug A minister of d**h, came back to finish ya At the tip of the missile, a fish, you been a scud That's right, it's in my blood, damn, what's in them d** They make you spit slugs, leave marks in the floor Yo, I stomp through the yard, I march through the hall Charles Bronson them hard, Jack Johnson your jaw If I sell out, yo, I'm copping some more Get the hell out, or I'm popping the four [Verse 3: T.I.] While I'm lookin' at the life I left, it's kinda hard not to hate myself But quiet as kept, right or wrong it's just the way I felt I might be better off prayin' for d**h, on my knees I knelt Still tryin' to find a way to accept, it ain't a way that I can Help nobody, 'til I save myself, techinically I'm still a slave myself I gotta climb out the grave myself, man I played myself But when I look at all the fans I touched I ask how can a man that's done so much, be treated so unjust Cause I'm tryin' to inspire the folks, you wanna be them Cause they sell dope, well man show 'em the ropes Be a father or a football coach, a role model or a symbol of hope Take another approach, instead of testifyin' aganist them in court Handcuffin' 'em and closin' the door, so they can be worse than before Can't you see they only do what they know [Hook: Akon] Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl [Verse 4: Ghostface k**ah] Aiyo, my wiz play the flute, I stroll through the forest like Peace, pussies, trees, hello, how was your day? Have you seen the prince? Haven't seen him since he pushed Humpty Da-Dumpty fell off the fence The smurfs fell out laughin', Heckle toe Jeckle at min They took my medicade card, he's a good friend Bugs still sniffin', Daffy Duck snitchin' And heard that crazy Bird took the stand on the Simpsons Bet you "my golly, oh glory" with a story to tell Droopy got knocked, now he m**m in jail His name is Abdrul, Colorful, Snow White tattoo She used to send him mad flicks in Cash Rule And the cat too, old girl who's clackin' her shoes And that wicked witch broke her broom, clappin' at school It happens every night, I seen it, shoot outs in Jellystone Park [Verse 5: Ace Hood] Well I'm sitting on the goal line, staring at the game clock Facing a hundred years, 'member Jordan had the same shot Carolina blue, California green Jump for the white, get yo' frilly sheets Ace Hood they go crazy when I'm in your city Ace Hood, that's what they sayin in every city I put my team first, we never reheard We the best franchise cause it's squeeze first Start the life where I give to the G-code Drafted outta high school then I hit my free throws You see them free shows, we call them free throws Now it cost em 20 stacks just to witness me flow Chea, on the road to riches and diamond rings Real n***as do real things [Hook: Akon] Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl Lonely (so lonely) I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) For my own (to call my own) girl