Jay-Z - Meet The Parents Lyrics
Woo! uhh, uhhIts the gift & the curseUhh, uhh yeaFirst they love me then they hate me then they love me again.. they love me againLets take a trip down.. I gotchaLets take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetaryRain grey skies, seems at the end of everyYoung black life is this line, damn - him already?Such a good kid, got us pourin henn alreadyLiquor to the curb for my, niggaz up aboveWhen it, cracks through the pavement thats my way of sendin loveSo, give big a hug, tell aa-liyah I said hitil the next time I see her, on the other sideHe was just some thug that, caught some slugsAnd we loved him cause, in him we, saw some of usHe walked like ussss, talked like ussssHis back against the wall, nigga fought like us - damnPoor isis, thats his momma nameMomma aint strong enough to raise no boy, whats his father name?Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in himHot temper, momma said he act just like her husbandDaddy never *****ed with him, so the streets raised himIsis blamin herself, she wish she coulda saved himDamn near impossible, only men can raise menHe was his own man, not even him can save himHe put his faith in her, thirty-eight in his waistBut when you live by the gun you die by the same fateEnd up, dead before thirty-eight and ummThats the life of us raised by winter, its a cold worldOld girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain awayIsis, life just, ended on that rainy dayWhen she got the news her boy body could be viewedDown at the city morgue, opened the drawer, saw him *****Her addiction grew, prescription drugs, shift and brewAngel dust, dipped in woo!She slipped into, her own fantasy worldHad herself pregnant by a different dudeBut reality bites and, this is her lifeHe wasnt really her husband, though he called her wifeIt was just this night when, moon was fullAnd the stars were just right, and the dress was real tightHad her soundin like lisa lisa - I wonder if I take you homeWill you still love me after this night?Mike was the hardhead from the around the wayThat she wanted all her life, shit she wanted all the hypeUsed to hold on tight when he wheelied on the bikeHe was a willie all her life he wasnt really the one to likeIt was a, dude named shy who would really treat her rightHe wanted to run to the country to escape the city lifeBut i-sis, like this, broadway lifeShe loved the gucci sneakers, the red green and whitesHangin out the window when she first seen him fightShe was so turned on that she had to shower twiceHow ironic it would, be some fight thatTurned into a homicide thatll alter their lifeSee mike at thirty-two was still on the sceneHad a son fifteen that he never saw twiceSure he saw him as an infant, but he dissed on him likeIf that was my son, he would look much different.See Im light-skinnded and that baby theres darkSo its, mommas baby; poppas maybe.Mike was still crazy out there runnin the streets (***** niggaz want? )Had an older but light with thirty-eight gun in his reachIts been fourteen years, him and isis aint speakHe runnin around like lifes a peach, til one dayHe approached this thug that, had a mean mugAnd it looked so familiar that he called him young cuzTold him, get off the strip but the boy aint budge (***** you)Instead he pulled out a newer thirty-eight snubHe clearly had the drop but the boy just paused (hold up)There was somethin in this mans face he knew he seen beforeIts like, lookin in the mirror seein hisself more matureAnd he took it as a sign from the almighty lordYou know what they say about he who hesitates in war(whats that? ) he who hesitates is lostHe cant explain what he saw before his picture went blankThe old man didnt think he just followed his instinctSix shots into his kid, out of the gunNiggaz be a father, youre killin your sonSix shots into his kid, out of the gunNiggaz be a father, you killin your sonsMeet the parents.. [echoes and slows down as it fades]
