Here Ye, Here Ye - T.I., Pharrell Williams

Yup!

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Ugh

Yeah

There’s a rainbow everywhere dependin' on where you stand

Whether the dashboard of yay or the walls 100 grand each

Double R, interior tan, outside is peach

Oh, you trying to make a deal out in Golden Beach?

Or the Florida Keys, ducking the Florida Ds

But you only end up with bricks of sand

I know niggas that run from they shadows like Peter Pan

Runnin' like it’s a Nike commercial, but he the man

What he don’t like, on sight, he murk like he’s the Klan

Eightballs the size of baseballs like Jeter’s hand

It’s fecal, fam—yeah, it’s the shit

Zip your face up when Skateboard is on the script

Catch me in the Gap V with some BBC trunks

Flip flops, sippin' on Qream like it’s punch

I push the spaceship with the chrome lady in the front

Bendin' over like she just puffed Busta’s blunt

I told y’all muh’fuckas once: I think I’m hungry

Finna eat y’all niggas' lunch, y’all niggas cunts

I’m from the commonwealth where wealth ain’t common

When niggas roll around with chrome solvers

Looking for problems

Mouth full of gold, flame when they roll

Arthritic fingers: niggas bang when they stroll

Tradin' in the hats for the cane and the gold

The golds for the chain and the 'caine was on swole

Ayo Tip, get these peon niggas told

Still stand tall when it all falls down

Whether Hollywood Hills or a one-horse town

You should know better

There’s no better than these four letters

More than ever, niggas want me dead

'Cause they’re starving and I’m getting fed

But fuck 'em anyway

I’d rather be me on my worst day

Than to be a sucka nigga on his birthday

All cake, no candles, just a living example

Ten toes down, all out, no sandals

Godfather, young Marlon Brando

Let me make sure they understand, yo

Here ye, hear ye, you wise, you fear me

Real niggas on their shine, much obliged, merci!

Everybody want to criticize him

'Bout how bad he ended up;

ook how bad he could’ve been

I could’ve caught a body, sold a brick to somebody

Who volunteered my information to the federales

I made it out of all of that like I ain’t gonna be proud of that

So petty shit you sticking to me?

Give me all you got of that

Doing this for all my niggas

Who’d rather go to prison than to let a nigga kill 'em

So we leaving this PO snub-nose in his denim

Trap or death is waiting 'round the corners that he been in

On bended knee, God forgive us, we been sinnin'

In our defense, look at the options we was given

Laying in the prison cell staring at the ceiling

Back in this bitch again, guess they wasn’t bullshitting, huh?

Still wonder where it all went wrong

Since Phil got killed, I ain’t never moved on

Like I’m still in the club where the blows got thrown

When my crown fell down and I got dethroned

Bunch of niggas around but I feel all alone

Like a piece of me is missing;

guess it never came home

Probably died in the van when it all hit the fan

Save the life of a friend: we don’t all get the chance

Now, here I stand, with blood on my hands

Trying hard to explain so his mom understand

I’m at fault for the loss of the soul of a man

Only soldiers know how that’ll take a toll on a man

Burdens of the world on my shoulders: heavy

Visibly composed, my emotions: buried

Scary, so if I pop a pill

Smoke a blunt or take a shot, y’all, let a nigga live

Still baffled how my life unraveled

In the meantime, time just travelled

Can’t see behind the walls of my castle

Opinionated peon, son, but who asked you?

I tell you: what you do, take your 2 cents

Kick rocks to a fountain, pitch 'em and make a wish

Shit, if wishes had wings

They’d all make it to heaven and we’d all be kings

Hahaha!

If wishes had wings

They’d all make it to heaven and we’d all be kings

Yeah!