T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"I'm Serious (Remix) Lyrics"
Mission Statement Lyrics
I punched the clock in at 35, I thank the Lord that I'm still alive, sometimes I find it hard to believe that my hearts still beating that I'm still on my feet, I'm gonna give you, gonna give you a mission statement. I've been in a downward spiral for a very long, long time, I've been stepping over dollars just to pick up a shiny dime, The way I see it, it ain't gonna work, I'm kissing the past goodbye, I'm gonna give you, gonna give you a mission statement, I got no more patience,
I punched the clock in at 35, I thank the Lord that I'm still alive, sometimes I find it hard to believe that my hearts still beating that I'm still on my feet, I'm gonna give you, gonna give you a mission statement. I've been in a downward spiral for a very long, long time, I've been stepping over dollars just to pick up a shiny dime, The way I see it, it ain't gonna work, I'm kissing the past goodbye, I'm gonna give you, gonna give you a mission statement, I got no more patience,
(feat. Youngbloodz, Pastor Troy)
[talking]
This some of that Ghet-O-Vision shit man
FUCK these niggaz, WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) yeah
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) yeah, uhh
Serious mayne... (yeah)
This shit gets serious mayne... (I'm tellin ya shawty)
Serious mayne... (ah ah, ya ya yea)
This shit gets serious mayne... (ah ah, ya ya yea)
Serious mayne (ah c'mon, ah ya ya yea)
This shit gets serious mayne (aight, let's do it shawty tell 'em)
[Hook - 2X]
ATTENTION!!! - Let's get serious mayne!
ATTENTION!!! - Let's get serious mayne!
ATTENTION!!! - Let's get serious mayne!
ATTENTION!!! - Ah wha-wha ah what WHAAAT!
[T.I.]
I'm goin in with funny niggas in the A
The killas with the case, and now the niggas with the yea'
All my niggas, where ya stay?
Westside to Decatur, ah hey-ya, fuck ya wooden eight
I lay you down if I got a thirty-shot in my Impala
I'm a 3rd bred Bankhead, Roll Park scholar
From a house with
Hoy Lyrics
Hoy - Gloria Estefan Tengo marcado en el pecho, todos los d?as que el tiempo no me dej? estar aqu?. Tengo una fe que madura, que va conmigo y me cura desde que te conoc?. Tengo una huella perdida entre tu sombra y la m?a, que no me deja mentir. Soy una moneda en la fuente; t? mi deseo pendiente mis ganas de revivir. Tengo una ma?ana constante y una acuarela esperando verte pintado de azul. Tengo tu amor y tu suerte y un cam
no father, school - why bother?Hoy - Gloria Estefan Tengo marcado en el pecho, todos los d?as que el tiempo no me dej? estar aqu?. Tengo una fe que madura, que va conmigo y me cura desde que te conoc?. Tengo una huella perdida entre tu sombra y la m?a, que no me deja mentir. Soy una moneda en la fuente; t? mi deseo pendiente mis ganas de revivir. Tengo una ma?ana constante y una acuarela esperando verte pintado de azul. Tengo tu amor y tu suerte y un cam
That's why I call myself the King of the South
Well nigga, ah you don't want what I'm break out the house
Ah so I, strongly suggest you keep my name out ya mouth
Before I, be in ya house tapin ya spouse to the couch
And put a, hole in her blouse, I don't play young nigga
Remember me from back in the day young nigga
One more thing, fuck what you done heard 'bout Atlanta
We finna break the standards, rubber bands instead of platinum
I'm a hustler, not a rapper
We gangstas, y'all some actors
We finna turn this chapter, your spot is what I'm after
I'm serious!!
[Hook - 2X]
[J-Bo]
See I got the answers to all ya quest-ions (come on)
From A-B to C, best learn your less-ons (-ons...)
Cuz I'm so damn serious, it'll leave yo' ass stunned
In the back and we packin on all who flex-un
Like Redrum, it's bloody and ugly, who want some?
Now put your middle fingers up until it's all done (it's all done)
Cuz we ain't taki
Arms of Love Lyrics
Lord I'm really glad You're here. I hope you feel the same when You see all my fear, And how I fail, I fall sometimes. It's hard to walk on shifting sand. I miss the rock, and find there's nowhere left to stand; I start to cry. Lord, please help me raise my hands so You can pick me up. Hold me close, Hold me tighter. I have found a place where I can hide. It's safe inside Your arms of love. Like a child who's helped throughout a storm, You keep me warm
n much of nothin but bash-unLord I'm really glad You're here. I hope you feel the same when You see all my fear, And how I fail, I fall sometimes. It's hard to walk on shifting sand. I miss the rock, and find there's nowhere left to stand; I start to cry. Lord, please help me raise my hands so You can pick me up. Hold me close, Hold me tighter. I have found a place where I can hide. It's safe inside Your arms of love. Like a child who's helped throughout a storm, You keep me warm
On all who attempt, intentions we blast-un
[Sean Paul]
I gut 'em, I roll 'em, I smoke 'em, and I pass 'em
I serve 'em, deliver, walk up on 'em and blast 'em
I'm strong but my niggaz, I'm takin they cash home
Then hit the track and get rid of the whole bomb
Cuz I'm serious nigga, you gon' feel this nigga
Got a, trunk full of work, how you gon' kill this nigga?
My niggaz givin out bricks, we can build this nigga
If all fail we can 1-0-5 grill this nigga
I'm dead serious
[Hook - 2X]
[Pastor Troy]
S-E-R-I-O (uh-huh) U-S (uh-huh) I'm fresh (c'mon)
One of the best (uh-huh) there are a couple (c'mon)
We did this song last night, I gave 'em trouble (uh-huh)
Jumped in my shuttle (uh-huh) and hauled ass (c'mon)
Up 85 (yea) with Daytons (c'mon)
You wanna blast (c'mon) come get yo' cannon (c'mon)
I bet I'll leave yo' punk-ass, where ya standin (uh-huh)
While you were plannin (c'mon) see I had plottin (uh-huh)
Yo
When I Learn To Sing Lyrics
Because a machine Could burn the life out of me Not the same when I try It's just a bad lullaby When I learn to sing I'll change the key of everything When I learn to read I'll change my ways on everything You know the worries Just the things I sing about me Not the same when I try It's just a bad lullaby When I learn to sing I'll change the key of everything When I learn to read I'll change my ways on everything
u saw the smoke hoe, hell yeah I shot it (damn right)Because a machine Could burn the life out of me Not the same when I try It's just a bad lullaby When I learn to sing I'll change the key of everything When I learn to read I'll change my ways on everything You know the worries Just the things I sing about me Not the same when I try It's just a bad lullaby When I learn to sing I'll change the key of everything When I learn to read I'll change my ways on everything
I'm bustin rockets screamin, "Die nigga, die!" (die nigga)
Dont' fuck with D.S.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon)
Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah)
The same shit, that fucked up John Gotti (yeah)
These niggaz watch me, but they don't wanna fuck with us (yeah)
We makin 'em hush, we dead-ass serious!
[Hook - 4X]
[talking]
YEEAH!!
It's motherfuckin serious in this motherfucker, knahmtalkinbout
I'ma tell y'all niggaz like this here (whassup whassup)
If it's too hot for yo' ass (uh-huh)
Get the fuck out the motherfuckin kitchen,
knamtalkinbout (getcha ass out)
The boy Lil' Jon, doin this shit with my nigga T.I.!
Ghet-O-Vision, Youngbloodz (Ghet-O-Vison hoe!)
That boy Pastor Troy (old Troy)
It's serious mayne (serious)
This shit motherfuckin serious.. (it serious bitch)
In the south niggaz, they get motherfuckin serious (real serious)
We out this bitch... holla...