Текст песни A Tribe Called Quest - Midnight Marauders
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Verse One: Phife Dawg Went to Carvel to get a milk shakeThis honey ripped me off for all my loot cakesThe car oh yeah there`s money in my jacketSomebody broke into my ride and cold macked itYo tip I tell you man the devil`s tryin itBut I`m goin to stay strong cause I ain`t buyin itTonight I`m taking Sherry out, I don`t have jack to wearYou know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gearCool I found something so I ironed itI then got caught up on the phone, oh shit I`m fryin itWill someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?I think I`ll, pull out my suit for Sunday serviceMy little brother wants Barney, cool I`m gettin itTook him down to Kay-Bee, they ain`t sellin itHere we go with the cryin, yo he`s throwin fitsMy blood pressure`s blowin up, I can`t take the shitFinally got what he wanted now he`s good to goAgain the ride was smashed, where`s my radio?One time the car was in the shop I had to borrow see...They had no mercy on the car they almost killed meWhere the hell can Nicki be? I`m gonna smack her upI got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me upI need to hit a honey off, Jarobi pass the phonePulled out my book of hoes, oh yo Sheila`s homeSteady smilin like a mother yo I`m read` to boneWent down to hon, she`s in the red zoneStressed out more than anyone could ever beForever tryin to clear the samples for my new LPEverybody knows I go to Georgia oftenGot on the flight and I ended up in BostonWith all these trials and tribulations yo I`ve been affected And to top it off, Starks got ejectedRefrain: Phife DawgProblems, problems, problems, woe is me I`m havin problems, problems, problems..Verse Two: Phife Dawg Just last week my girl was stressin meNow her best friend be underssin meWell I was lovin her by the moon rayNow I`m tricking on her like Kinte` (c`mon)Bought a bag of izm from the smoke shopWalkin towards the car, here come the damn copsNow I`m station bound for the thai sticksI bought it for my man, I don`t believe this shitCoach sat me down from the ball teamCause I was breakin niggaz on the inseamsSome niggaz cross town was tryin to stick meAll I had was shorts, a dollar fiftyPicked up this girl in the hooptieJust because I rhyme she tried to soup mePay for this, pay for that, loot for nails and hairWho the hell you think I am, Mr. Belvedere?Go and get a bloody job, then can we look cuteEven if you give me boots, you`ll neva see my lootShe wasn`t even all of that just another hookerSo I turned that ass away, quick like Chucky BookerSometimes you got put the hoes in their friggin placeJust move from in front me with your botty face!Refrain: Phife DawgProblems, problems, problems, Lord knows I`m havin problems, problems, problems, Jesus Christ I`m havinproblems, problems, problems, pray for me I`m havinproblems, problems, problems..YeahYeah..Just lay down your burdens by the riversideHah, and you`ll be alright, knowhatI`msayin?Love and peace from Phife for `93, knahmsayin?Tribe Called Quest, Shaheed and TipThis is how we flipMy man Muhammad in the house, huh [come on, come on]Zulu Nation in the house, huh [come on, come on]SubRoc is in the house, huh [come on, come on]My man Skeff is in the house, huh [come on, come on]Jarobi White is in the house, huh [come on, come on]Bob Power in the house, huh [come on, come on]My man Eric in the house, huh [come on, come on]My man Nitro in the house, huh [come on, come on]Refrain: Q-TipHelp me out y`all, help me out nowHelp me out y`all, help me out nowHelp me out God, I really need yaHelp me out now, I really need yaHelp me out y`all, help me out now