T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"I Can't Quit Lyrics"
The World Wants Me Dead Lyrics
what if i lied to you would you have a need for me again? what if i sang the blues for years to come and you won't hear the end again? the end again? the world, the world wants me dead... fate takes it's way with you hatred never helped us all get through so take a turn with the new take me, more than a wanderer, for sure, for sure the world, the world wants me dead... they do
what if i lied to you would you have a need for me again? what if i sang the blues for years to come and you won't hear the end again? the end again? the world, the world wants me dead... fate takes it's way with you hatred never helped us all get through so take a turn with the new take me, more than a wanderer, for sure, for sure the world, the world wants me dead... they do
[T.I]
Hell no I cant quit
Hell no man we got to much money to get shawti stay down grand hustle
Look...
IM this far from being a star and just that close to quittin
I never should of came close to missing
But I want to be a musician pimpin not a politician listen feel my position this a rough transition
Plus I'm way to deep in the game to be trying to change
From fortune and fame and glamour I could be in the slammer
Or six feet under Atlanta its a blessing to breath I walk the streets with seven felonies I'm blessed to be free
Long as somebody up in heaven who keep blessing the G T.I.P is still be blessing CD's so haters you can see these
Cause I'm back now with something to prove everything to gain pimpin nothing to lose
I oughta start smackin niggas when there's nothing to do
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CHEROKEE LOUISE Lyrics
Cherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel In the Broadway bridge We're crawling on our knees We've got flashlights and batteries We've got cold cuts from the fridge Last year about this time We used to climb up in the branches Just to sway there in some breeze Now the cops on the street They want Cherokee Louise People like to talk Tongues are waggin' over fences<
hey to big shoot em in the leg and even the odds cause you aint hardCherokee Louise is hiding in this tunnel In the Broadway bridge We're crawling on our knees We've got flashlights and batteries We've got cold cuts from the fridge Last year about this time We used to climb up in the branches Just to sway there in some breeze Now the cops on the street They want Cherokee Louise People like to talk Tongues are waggin' over fences<
Less you round with captain C ROD Trap with KT and brawl with JR
Fuck hoes with DP broke bread with JG
Switch labels like KP poofa did all that to me even
Though I'd rather go back to slangin drugs an shit
This a gang of niggas and bitches really love this shit
[Chorus]
I Can't Quit
Even though Police's hate on legit
And rappers hate it cause they know I'm the shit
Hell naw I cant quit
Some niggas hatin on the money I'm getting
Most of them hatin cause im fuckin they bitch
Naw pimpin I can't quit
Some niggas hatin on the rocks and the rings
Some of them hate cause they dont think I'm the king
Hell naw i cant quit
People hate it when you better then them
They ain't hate start worrying then
(It never ends) I lose again and again My life is a hole filled with dark misery The pain never ends, it just builds up inside Like a ticking time bomb I’ll explode in due time I couldn’t give a fuck about you Your beliefs and what you hold true means shit! When your life is nothing, living is the same as dying Simply put my life is hell No matter what you try, no matter what
[T.I]
Ten years an album and two deals fo' real we all know I should of sold two million at least
It's all good though I flow for the streets I do it for yall every weekend see who in the mall
Still in the traps signing your shirts given you doubt
Kikin it with ya' then get yo' and your folk into the club
Holes of the pictures where girls gave kisses and hugs
Hold and I look at the show passing niggas the drove
One of the realist rappers niggas will know
But niggas be hatin to the point where they be calling the station
But they respect it cause I'm ready and focused
Then I see they panties an vocals, I want you to know
This the closest you know this
Niggas in the game ain't real got to stay sellin records cause the fame ain't shit
And fuck the
Anti-City Strategy Lyrics
[C:] For the torso begging on Colaba Causeway For the green-eyed girl on the street in Mumbai For the grapefruit tumour that entered the taxi The bitter reality is far from sexy [L:] Choose the grave of the classes Choose another guide Than the old god who committed suicide Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma Am the wind that demolished Sodoma [C:] Choose the grave of the classes<
units that they name will sell [C:] For the torso begging on Colaba Causeway For the green-eyed girl on the street in Mumbai For the grapefruit tumour that entered the taxi The bitter reality is far from sexy [L:] Choose the grave of the classes Choose another guide Than the old god who committed suicide Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma Am the wind that demolished Sodoma [C:] Choose the grave of the classes<
They'll break your hearts and see your favorite rappers lame as hell
[Chorus]
[T.I]
Some of the people some of time times
Some of you rhyme but might not like one of them lines
I tell you, I let you criticize me one of them times
Those of you that think I'm to cocky get in front of the line
Whether you don't like my ego or my arrogant flow
Don't like it when you say im tyte
I say I already know
Don't like how I was talkin shit before my album blowed
Think I need to calm it down become more like the average Joe
So, fuck yo' little thoughts and that little house you think I'm in
Get a Benz i value your opinion then think i give a fuck how many times my record spins
Well what you recommend, I'm back again
[Chorus]