All 4 U (Niecy's Song)

[Intro: Killer Mike talking] Give you what you want when you want it (Cool and Dre, Killer Mike) Give you what you need when you need it (I think we got a poor people's anthem) Baby we're all gonna make it (It's what the streets need and want right now) (I'm tellin' you, it's it, some substance baby) Give you what you want when you want it (I'm givin' it) Give you what you need when you need it (It's all for you, it's all for you) Baby we're all gonna make it [Verse One] We came up the hard way The steal or starve way Ski masks and get robbed way Far from Broadway Tragic but it's no play And we livin' on the prayers our grandmother pray Still remember Big Spank got slayed Right on Allen Temple My God poor people you're my heart and it that simple And I'ma rap through the hurt until I meet dirt And I'ma make 'em recognize your worth Through the words of my work To the children reared in the gutters By single mothers This might kill your big brother Sayin' we ain't got much but we got each other We got each other Our roads rough, gettin' rougher When times got tough we got tougher We'll make it, just stay down for one another Allow me to spill my heart and say I love you Allow me to spill my heart and just say I love you C'mon [Interlude: Mike talking] (Ay girl I know it's hard) Give you what you want when you want it (Walkin' through the hood, one job(?), two children, groceries) Give you what you need when you need it (You goin' to work everyday tryin' to keep that car(?), tryin' to keep that apartment) Baby we're all gonna make it (I'm just here to let you know that I'm witchu sweetheart) Give you what you want when you want it (I'm witchu everyday Mom) Give you what you need when you need it (Just feel me) Baby we're all gonna make it (Somebody understands and feels you, you feel me?) [Verse Two] Sisters, I know it seems we're total fuck ups But hold your head up We're slippin', we fallin', but we gon' get up And we gon' get this life together I'll make you a wife and make it better More than a song, an open love letter To all the mothers Who lost sons to a gun or life sentence Wish I could give more than words in a sentence This is your story We are your sons This is my plea for forgiveness For our wrongs For all the hurt we caused and prolonged Times we was weak you stayed strong And we repaid that by hustlin' crack Out the back of your apartment The narcs hit, put your face in the carpet You accepted the risk, never turned snitch And I still use the word "bitch" Yo, I'm a dumbass, a dipshit And through it all you claimed and acknowledged me I hope this song can serve as my apology [Interlude: Mike talking] Give you what you want when you want it (I'm tellin' you I'm sorry) Give you what you need when you need it (This next one's for Niecy) Baby we're all gonna make it (This for you Ma, this for you) (Look at you boy, top of the world) Give you what you want when you want it (Top of the world Mama) Give you what you need when you need it (And we ain't never goin' back down) Baby we're all gonna make it [Verse Three] All I wanted was a hot pair of Air Force Ones Sick of being picked on cause we was from the slums Sick of seein' my old man shit on my mom Sick of feelin' even worse when a new nigga come Just wanted to make it better Just wanted to make cheddar Just wanted to make it so you could walk with you head up Rap was hope And I held it like a vendetta Or even better, like a Beretta Kept the rhyme pad tucked under coat and sweater I kept 'em like prison letters Stack neatly in a shoebox On top, stolen Glock and fifty rocks Despite the hustle Rhymes was the means to a end I was born to marry thought with a paper and pen Wasn't born to be on paper or locked in a pen I was born to bring honor to this brown skin Mama I'm your son and you're my best friend Wipe your tears away, just hide it with a graceful grin [Interlude: Mike talking] (Give you what you want when you want it) I made good and you'll never have to hurt again (Give you what you need when you need it) I made good and you'll never have to hurt again (Niecy's boy done good) Baby we're all gonna make it (Niecy's boy has done good) Give you what you want when you want it (I'll make you proud) Give you what you need when you need it (Your name will be spoken with honor baby, believe it) Baby we're all gonna make it (Niecy's boy done good) Give you what you want when you want it (You see it) Give you what you need when you need it (Respect and acknowledge it) Baby we're all gonna make it (I love you baby) (It's for my people) Give you what you want when you want it (Bring honor to this skin baby, rise out of it) Give you what you need when you need it (Come out of the gutter) Baby we're all gonna make it (We are the diamonds in the rough) [Outro] It's all love. My man Mark, my man Rico. Clyde, my man Tae, my man Zack. Slum Lordz 'til death. I love you (It's all for you) Niggas better know (I love you, I love you, I love you) Don't be hard, open your heart. Feel it, feel it. My man Terrence, my man Casko behind bars (It's all for you, it's all for you, it's all for you)