This Is the Thanks I Get (feat. Black Rob) [Amended Version] - Mario Winans

Uhh. UHH Yeah. Uhh. uhh. Uh! Yeah. yeah. Uhh. I'm on. Fuck em. yeah, uhh. With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Fuck her, never knew her Screw her. (dump her body, dump her body) sewer Our father. uh-huh. What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin Niggaz keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop And my body start to shake, if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake Fluck that Snap a nigga shit, smash him with the fifth, watch his body lift Shut his hottie's lips, bitch screamin, hit her body quick Got me like the trifest not knowin how my life is My life is, rap sheet long as the Turnpike The sheistest, hey fella, who bidded with the lifers Did it with the glocks, spit it witcha pops, you was in diapers Loved me when you came to Rikers Hated me all in the free cypher; mad you can't be like u S Some murderers who turn bikers -- see Biggie Smalls Recruited these snipers -- alumni do it just like us Some pied pipers, squeezin life out y'all It's all out war, be all wild as all outdoor If a coward got beef, y'all be checkin his palm Paralyzin my niggaz thorough kid, how bout yours? Real quick to screw a nigga then, hop out four Clean the wipers, hit the party up and, hop out yours Bitch nigga. whoah. With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake Yo when you fuckin wit Mac, you fuckin wit the best Still wall to wall with them dusty Tecs Man you know how I handle my shit, S.K. can on my shit Jump out of vans like Hannibal Smith Man I spit a thousand rounds, your squad don't need it Shredders in a riot pump leave you quadriplegic When I squeeze don't breathe keep it lined and even So when niggaz get hit, they be cryin screamin Lyin bleedin -- from that iron steamin And I ain't tryin to hear that bullshit, I ain't mean it Niggaz start bitchin, when that pistol in they face Or I sick two puts to come and get you in your place If I catch you in my shit, I'm wakin my bitch Hear take this shit, crackin the brick, facin that shit Takin two sniffs, grabbin my shit Best believe if I get hit, y'all niggaz takin some shit Picture niggaz takin my shit With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake Niggaz never thought they'd see Cube and Biggie In the year 2000, all drunk and pissy Off whiskey, you can miss me, actin gay He's the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A. Doin it the O.G. way; it's sorta like The Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me So this is dedicated to the memory of The Notorious One, the glorious one And if you go for your gun, I got to go for mine Cock my nine, and seperate yo' head from yo' spine So, "Grab yo' dicks if you love hip-hop" and Fuck you niggaz that shot Big Pop' The conspiracy, of this nation, for assassination Of the young black male in this black hell And I can tell, no matter the weather That you and Tupac got yo' shit together California Love With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped. praise the Lord shit Our father. if I should die before I wake

Footsteps without a sound I'm coming home to you Snowfall blankets the ground It covers the ugly truth Things that we hide from view I get tired around this time I blame it on the cold daylight Bring your arms around me fast Warm my bones and fill my glass God, I hope this year's better than The last A candle burns in a choir Held with a righteous hand And I'm reminded... of a silent night All for a broken man One I don't understand I get tired around this time But I will try to make things right Bring your arms around me fast Warm my bones and fill my glass God, I hope we'll be better than The past I wake up around this time Your sweet face will fill my eyes Wrap me up and hold me fast Carry on and don't look back God, I hope this year's better than The last

I have so many questions and places to go There are too many options, far too many unknowns This is why I need you And everyone talks now, but no one is right There are too many armies with no one to fight This is why I need you 'Cause you make the darkness less dark You make the edges less sharp You make the winter feel warmer You make my weakness less weak You make the bottom less deep You make the waiting feel shorter You make my crazy feel normal every time You are the who, love is the what and this is the why There are so many problems and no one who cares There are so many roads and they all need repairs This is why I need you There's not enough chocolate, there's too many chores There are so many mountains that I haven't explored This is why I need you 'Cause you make the darkness less dark You make the edges less sharp You make the winter feel warmer You make my weakness less weak You make the bottom less deep You make the waiting feel shorter You make my crazy feel normal every time You are the who, love is the what and this is the why You keep the ship moving forward You make it easy to try You make my crazy feel normal every time You are the who, love is the what and this is the why You are the who, love is the what and this is the why You are the who, love is the what and this is the why

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع