Shyheim

[Intro: Shyheim]
"In Trouble"
Yeah, yeah, word, what?
"In Trouble"
Thats my word, Allah
"In Trouble"
Get me out of this one, please!
"In Trouble"
Ill never do it again, for real
"In Trouble"
Word, somebody help me, its real
"In Trouble"
Please make everything be ok
"In Trouble"
Im in a well, I cant get out
"In Trouble"
Im trapped, for real
"When youre down.. in trouble"
Im tellin you
"In Trouble"
Nobody gon be there for you
"And you need some love and care"
Come on, I need you son
Im tellin you, you better listen to me
Im your son and I love you
Thats my word
Listen son, listen
Yo yo yo yo
For real, yo, yo, yo
For real, yo, yo, yo
Ima keep it real, yo, yo, yo
Ima keep it real
[Shyheim]
Three-to-six facin, new indictment
Plus violation of probation, I had to do the boogie oogie
Absent from court like class, I had to play hookey
The pressure was on, tippy tippy, Im on my toes
Fuck risin to the occasion, the temperature been rose
Set it off like intros, blast you and your kin folks
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news, Shyheim, I made the paper
Want a anchor and a lock, drop-top, three-and-a-quarter
My mother in Hell said, "People in Hell want ice water"
Itll be a manslaughter, private-eye, thats an order
I know where them cowards be standin, on the corner
Is it caine or money order? One love cousin
I thought it was when it wasnt, the dust had me
buggin
[Break: Shyheim]
Pssh.. word up son
"When youre down, In Trouble"
When you down, they scatter like roaches
"And you need some love and care"
They be scared to death to pull them burners out them
holsters
Yo, word to my mother, I think they eat holsters
For real, son
But yall Ima bring it like, yo..
[Shyheim]
Yo, yo, yo
How the fuck yall was thinkin? Shyheim/Abe Lincoln
So what you aint hear me on the Clan album, featurin
At best Im kept secretive like Mase and trees
Wanna hold me in captive in Babylon like Julias Maccabees
Thats blasphemy, Shaolinll blast for me
I eat niggas like plates, from Applebees
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, we cause casualties
Collect annual fees, from yall pussy-ass niggas
Who album shouldve come with a piece of gum and a tattoo sticker
A lot of my niggas, theyve returned to the Earth
And in front of their hurse, I kick the same verse
Cuz everythin the pastor said was fake and it hurt
[Break: Shyheim]
"In Trouble"
Thats my word
Niggas dont be there for real
"And you need some love and care"
Word bond, all you get is a five-- five minute
conversation
Word, they like, "Yo, remember him?"
"In Trouble"
For real, "Remember them?"
Word up, son, man
"And you need some love and care"
God wont even give no flowers on your tombstone
Im tellin you, knowin who is your homies
Niggasll be stingy that you hang with
Uh, uh, uh..
[Shyheim]
When I was ten years old, I realized that with an O
I could flip that and bring back a brick in coke
Never took a short, never took a snort
Caught a warrant in New York for not appearin in court
But Ill stilll survive, some of my closest homies died
Murdered in homicides, I just couldnt let it slide
Fuck money, jury and bein a rap star
I hoped out shootin, soon as my bitch stopped the car
Plus Shyheim with the scar did it
Thats what everyone said on my trial menace
They thought I was finished, but then I got acquitted
And pied niggas in their eye for the fuckin spinach
Not for Olive Oyl
[Outro: Shyheim]
Yea, word, for real
This goes out to all my (spoiled) real peoples
"In Trouble"
Graduated, on the real, from the School of Hard Knocks
One thug to the last slug
"In Trouble"
To all my niggas, bein out for the law
People that come and diss you, official Outlawz
Forms of snakes and all that
"In Trouble"
And all my niggas, man, suck a dick til you hiccup
Dugly, keepin it bloody
"And you need some love and care"
Keepin it real, Shyheim
To my whole family, Shy feel yo
"In Trouble"
We down, but we hold up, son
Im tellin yall
"And you need some love and care"
For real, its on, nigga
Yea, twenty-seven, we roll up the punches
"In Trouble"
Wu-Tang, we punch, mothafucka
Shaolin, Staten Island
"And you need some love and care"
"When youre down, In Trouble"
"And you need some love and care"
"When youre down, In Trouble"
"And you need some love and care"
[ In Trouble Lyrics ]