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点击复制Meet The Parents - Jay-Z
Written by：Shawn Carter/Justin Smith
Woo Uhh uhh
It's"The Gift & the Curse"
Uhh uhh yea
First they love me then they hate me
Then they love me again
they love me again
Let's take a trip down I gotcha
Let's take a trip down memory
Lane at the cemetery
Rain grey skies seems at the end of every
Young black life is this line"Damn - him already
Such a good kid" got us pouring Henn' already
Liquor to the curb for my niggas up above
When it cracks through the pavement
That's my way of sendin love
So give Big a hug tell Aa-liyah I said hi
'Til the next time I see her on the other side
He was just some thug that caught some slugs
And we loved him cause in him we saw some of us
He walked like us talked like us
His back against the wall
Ni**a fought like us - damn
Poor Isis that's his momma name
Momma ain't strong enough to raise
No boy what's his father name
Shorty never knew him
Though he had his blood in him
Hot temper momma said he act
Just like her husband
Daddy never f**ked with him
So the streets raised him
Isis blaming herself
She wish she could've saved him
Damn near impossible only men can raise men
He was his own man
Not even him can save him
He put his faith in a
Thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by
The gun you die by the same fate
End up dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised
By winter it's a cold world
Old girl turned to coke
Tried to smoke her pain away
Isis life just ended on that rainy day
When she got the news her boy
Body could be viewed
Down at the City Morgue
Opened the drawer saw him nude
Her addiction grew prescription *** shift and brew
Angel dust dipped in WOO
She slipped into her own fantasy world
Had herself pregnant by a different dude
But reality bites and this is her life
He wasn't really her husband
Though he called her wife
It was just this night when moon was full
And the stars were just right
And the dress was real tight
Had her sounding like Lisa Lisa
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night
Mike was the hardhead from the around the way
That she wanted all her life
Sh*t she wanted all the hype
Used to hold on tight
When he wheelied on the bike
He was a Willie all her life
He wasn't really the one to like
It was a dude named Shy who
Would really treat her right
He wanted to run to the country
To escape the city life
But I-sis like this Broadway life
She loved the Gucci sneakers
The red green and whites
Hangin out the window when
She first seen him fight
She was so turned on that
She had to shower twice
How ironic it would be some fight that
Turned into a homicide
That'll alter their life
See Mike at thirty-two was
Still on the scene
Had a son fifteen that he never saw twice
Sure he saw him as an infant
But he dissed on him like
"If that was my son he would look much different
See I'm light-skinned and that baby there's dark
So it's momma's baby; poppa's maybe
Mike was still crazy out there running
The streets (f**k niggas want )
Had his old reliable
With thirty-eight gun in his reach
It's been fourteen years
Him and Isis ain't speak
He running around like life's a peach 'til one day
He approached this thug that had a mean mug
And it looked so familiar
That he called him"Young Cuz"
Told him get off the strip
But the boy ain't budge (f**k you)
Instead he pulled out a newer thirty-eight snub
He clearly had the drop
But the boy just paused (hold up)
There was somethin in this man's
Face he knew he seen before
It's like lookin in the mirror
Seeing hisself more mature
And he took it as a sign from the almighty Lord
You know what they say about he
Who hesitates in war
(What's that ) He who hesitates is lost
He can't explain what he saw before
His picture went blank
The old man didn't think he
Just followed his instinct
Six shots into his kid out of the gun
Niggas be a father you're Killing your son
Six shots into his kid out of the gun
Niggas be a father you Killing your sons