Little Brother - Pa**ionflower lyrics

[Lou Rawls - sampled from "From Now On"] "This is what it's all about! 'Cause I know if I take care of you, you gon' take care of me And that's what I'm talkin', 'bout...'bout...'bout...'bout..." [Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] (Phonte) Yo (1,2) sh** (Check it out now) Tired of these hoes.. (You're now in tune to the sounds...) ..talkin sh** All in my business (of the finest) Runnin they mouth and sh** Knahmean? (Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder) Like that I'm 'bout to let y'all know a lil' somethin (Little Brother) Me and my n***a Tay 9th Wonder, y'all (Keep it goin, y'all) Yo... (On and on) Now on the outside lookin in, it's a lot easier to see why n***as like me can't win 'Cause the bullsh** lies in friends so-called in the middle of my sh**, kind of miss you are Pissin me off to the point where, I cain't think I cain't eat, I cain't sleep - just drink And try to drown my life away Muh'f**ers keep callin - damn, go away! And let me be by myself, it's my problem, not nobody else Stop callin GNO 'cause advice won't help I'm in a tight situation, you dig? I had plans for us to grow together, have a couple of kids wit a three-story house, yard front and back Plant flowers in the spring, but you changed all that You ask where we go from here, I don't know all that All I know is right here where I'm 'sposed to be at YOU figure it out! KEEP my name outcho mouth! {Chorus: "Watchin yooou, yoooou" repeats in the background 4X} [Rapper Big Pooh overlaps] Yaknahmsayin? Stay out my sh** Let me be me, let me DO me Let me do my thang, tired of you hoes Always got somethin to say, addin some extra sh** (for real) Knahmsayin? I don't need your input Let me handle mine (Yaknahmsayin?) Feel me [Phonte] Ay-y-y-yo, I understand a hate for a n***a But why you have to go and turn snake on a n***a? Smile one day then get fake on a n***a Runnin, ya f**in mouth turn states on a n***a Like, Sammy the Bull, let's examine the full spectrum of your deception, the scandalous tools That hold j**els when they wanna get fickle on you Get jealous, call wifey then drop two nickels on you Don't even act like I done sh**ted on you How you gon' do me like that when my woman used to ride in my deepest secrets I confide in And at your crib, I reside in when sh** got hard Mom DUKES even to' me apart She said, "Boy, you might THINK she pullin for you, but it's all a facade" She ain't tryna see you get none of that free money that Baby Gap shoppin spree money That California Beni B. money "The Listening" royalty check CD money The LB, J-League money The long dough, so your family won't be hungry Sit down and takin all the wisdom that you leave from me I shoulda listened to moms Instead of all these funny n***as greasin my palms, go ring the alarm But ain't no need for me to stay around it or next verse I'm droppin GOVERNMENT NAMES and ain't gon' be so f**in vague about it! Word up! {Chorus: "Watchin yooou, yoooou" repeats in the background 8X} [Phonte overlaps] Yaknahmsayin, man? This sh** is a trip just to see how, three n***as can just come up with somethin in such a short amount of time and.. Just see all the hate that'll come out of that sh** Heh, yaknahmsayin? My n***a told me one time You ever wanna know how many enemies you got think about your no-good friends and double that sh** This sh** is real, man..We gon' keep doin it f** that, LB to the end, baby Let's keep it movin It's like that, y'all...