T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Bring Em Out Lyrics"
Epilogue Lyrics
[Fragments of Leopold Staff's Poem]
[Fragments of Leopold Staff's Poem]
[Intro: Jay Z snippet]
(Bring 'em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) T.I.
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
[Verse 1]
TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave
Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need
The whole city got bizzerk he got treat
Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
Da king back now hoes don't even know how to act now
Hit the club stippers gettin naked 'fore I sat down
Still ballin money stack taller than Shaq now
Still push a button to let the roof on the 'Lac down
I'm on the road doin shows puttin my mack down
Mississ
Paper Cuts Lyrics
I bruise like a peach I mumble when I speak I'm in the gutter Lookin at the stars I've always been in love with you I look tough enough But if you hold me up to the light You can see my broken heart I've always been in love with you They're just paper cuts I'll sellotape them up And bandage them with cotton wool and glue Paper cutsippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town
[Hook]
I got the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 2]
Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this
I got rich and I'm still on some hoolagin shit
You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit
You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit
If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit
And if I catch anotha case I know I'm true to be missed
So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It's clear to see that I'm ahea
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine
I got some time, it ain't shit cause I get better wit time
Who got a flow and a live show better than mine
[Hook]
I got a packed house yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 3]
Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do
Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew
Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two
If you knew half of what I knew then you'll be hittin the deck
Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect
I'ma make it hard for a sucka
Sho 'em this ain't the squad for a nigga to test
Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh
Work well wit Nines AK's and Techs
And quick to check a lame like a game of chess
You want beef you can bring ya best and we'll be standin..
[Hook - 2X]
In ya front yard yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Break - 2X]
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands hands in the in the air air now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
[Bring 'em out, bring 'em out + ad libs to the end of the track]
I bruise like a peach I mumble when I speak I'm in the gutter Lookin at the stars I've always been in love with you I look tough enough But if you hold me up to the light You can see my broken heart I've always been in love with you They're just paper cuts I'll sellotape them up And bandage them with cotton wool and glue Paper cuts
[Hook]
I got the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 2]
Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this
I got rich and I'm still on some hoolagin shit
You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit
You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit
If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit
And if I catch anotha case I know I'm true to be missed
So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news
Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It's clear to see that I'm ahea
When It Rains, It Pours Lyrics
When it rains it pours. these flooded floors are drowning time to end his course. you keep on pushing, he gasps for air, ignore the pressure, keep on pulling, till it tears and life is lost. it never ends, it never stops. blood is spilt, life is lost, it never ends, it never stops.
d of my timeWhen it rains it pours. these flooded floors are drowning time to end his course. you keep on pushing, he gasps for air, ignore the pressure, keep on pulling, till it tears and life is lost. it never ends, it never stops. blood is spilt, life is lost, it never ends, it never stops.
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine
I got some time, it ain't shit cause I get better wit time
Who got a flow and a live show better than mine
[Hook]
I got a packed house yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Verse 3]
Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do
Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew
Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two
If you knew half of what I knew then you'll be hittin the deck
Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect
I'ma make it hard for a sucka
SLOWLY Lyrics
Suddenly, desire fills the room Slowly, I feel my soul consume I'm losing myself in you Sweetly, our lovers dance begin Gently, I feel love brush your skin Now I find myself in you Heart to heart The night has begun Piece by piece, baby I come undone Slowly... You' re the sun, my universe, my every shining star I was born to live an
nigga to flexSuddenly, desire fills the room Slowly, I feel my soul consume I'm losing myself in you Sweetly, our lovers dance begin Gently, I feel love brush your skin Now I find myself in you Heart to heart The night has begun Piece by piece, baby I come undone Slowly... You' re the sun, my universe, my every shining star I was born to live an
Sho 'em this ain't the squad for a nigga to test
Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh
Work well wit Nines AK's and Techs
And quick to check a lame like a game of chess
You want beef you can bring ya best and we'll be standin..
[Hook - 2X]
In ya front yard yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
[Break - 2X]
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands hands in the in the air air now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
[Bring 'em out, bring 'em out + ad libs to the end of the track]