Too Short Lyrics

Too Short Lyrics

"Domestic Violence Lyrics"

Can I Be Sure Lyrics
Too many poeple need a pseudonym Cut their hair and pout like anything So worried that the real them might get in And paranoid about their skin They usually have good fashion sense So aware that red and green offends Most have a popstar for a friend Or live of what their parents send Can I be sure when I don't know who I am talking to anymore They so ada

[E-40]
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be..
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga she don't love you nigga
She just used to you nigga, oh boy!

[Intro] + (E-40)
I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me?
(She used to you nigga!)
It's been some time but you're still on my mind
So baby talk to me

[E-40]
You took her she went from the
ghetto streets, to executive streets electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for secondsBuried Alive Lyrics
I speak in verses, prophecies, and curses [x2] I hate my life No miracle is coming Hate you It's just a hole Hate you Nothing's wrong with you Hate you Must maintain control Hate you Everyone's asking questions No place is safe I'll forfeit resurrection To escape this pain I hate my life [x8] I speak in verses, prophecies and curses> Sprung.. SPRUNG?
Not on yo' dick dick (but what) but on yo' tongue tongue
Jealous (jealous) overprotective (protective)
E'ry chance you get, you slack bruh

[Too $hort]
Domestic violence, she got you whylin
Do yo' thang, I don't understand how you get mad
Cause you fuck around to beat her ass
And she don't wanna be around you
Now you miss her lil' funky ass breath in the mornin
Call her up, tell her how you want it
To be in love you gotta pay yo' dues
The bitch got you singin the blues, nigga

[Chorus]
I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me?
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk
Daylight Lyrics
did you hear the news today i'm not coming home, no and i wished it all away i felt so alone and the darkness crept it's way like stars we know will die too soon there is never any sunrise here in the shadows of eclipsing moons crawling on a tightrope the bravest thing i have is hope daylight, save me daylight, save me tonight, tonight to me

[Too $hort]
Domestic violence, that's what they call it
You don't smoke weed and you ain't a alcoholic
Ain't nothin wrong, with bein in love
But you act like a fool when you see her in the club
It's like me and my money, "Can't Stay Away"
Together, twenty-fo' hours a day
Real love - but can you tell if it's real?
Bitch you better tell me how you feel!

[E-40]
L-U-V, luv (LUV!) Backwards that spells EVIL (evil)
Connivin, triflin ass people (people)
Uhh - kinda soda(?)
Wifebeater tanktop, restrainin order
All up in her kitchen (in her kitchen)
But have you noticed how she fuck different (different)
It ain't the crevice that you wanna shank
It's me - 'Fat Bank Take Little Bank', BEO-EO-ITCH! .. SHEEEAT!

[Choru
The Two Of Us Lyrics
Now, we're happy to sit, day after day The two of us Wasting away, making believe There's a reason to stay together Now, we're happy to sit, night after night The two of us Conviced that it's right, hiding the yawns Somehow getting along together Afraid we'd always be alone We made a home that we could always share Just to know that someone wou
]

[E-40]
I was in the jun-gle, Marin City
Get some butt she set me up and never let me fuck!
It's about approximately 20 minutes past the hour
I'm in the Eddie Bauer

[Too $hort]
It's so comfortable, we can't fuck around no mo'
You makin deals, you need to clown that ho
But you forgive her, can't live with her
Can't live without her - but you doubt her

[E-40]
Love (LOVE!) Sometimes spells catastrophe
Elizabeth, Marcia, Daphne
He wanted mo' sex (mo' sex!)
The bitch stole his Rolex (Rolex)

[Too $hort]
You know why? The bitch shouldn'ta been trusted
Do you wanna love her, do you wanna fuck the bitch
Makes no difference, handle yo' business
If it ain't love, then what the fuck is this?

[Chorus]