How My Man Went Down in the Game

Intro: Large Professor Yo, I heard my man told his girl that he's going to jump off The roof for her cause he love her. Now that is funny. That's Funny. You know what I'm saying? I did not live 19 years to Throw my life away for some girl that I just met last year. Yo Fornt door, back door, I ain't doing it. Point blank. Let Me do this, man, hold up She took your bread, now you're annoyed You should have kicked her out when she became unemployed You didn't listen, stuck to ass-kissing Now your money's missing, now your honey's missing You used to buy her shoes, shirts, sweaters and all She had your head like a medicine ball You even tried to disrespect me when you slid Right into her trap like the baseball kid But I can tell by the way shit was looking She'd eat up the food and jet like Bookman You always said I didn't give you your props You wound up getting shitted on, hops Trust the man with the corrective lenses Before you wind up ripping doors off the hinges Mad as hell, with a bone-dry well And you had the nerve to think that I was jel, but It's a shame, when I gotta watch my man go down in the game (Repeat 4x) Ayo kid, my man is trying to act like it's Easter and he's jumping Out of his rabbit-ass mind, talking about he's flying off of roofs Yo kid, I like girls and the whole thing, but it ain't going to roll Like that. Yo kid, let me explain this, hold up, hold up You're sitting in a cell, mad as hell Because you've decided to kill for your madamoiselle I got some bad news, she's in the world getting used And you can't even act confused Cause after I hipped your ass to the script You should've just played it to the back like a pip I knew she was dreaded, but you wanted to set it And act as though I was the one with the unleaded I saw where you was headed I just couldn't sweat it, fuck it, now you'll regret it When you gotta lock ass for a pack of ?Barlils? I hope that'll sharpen up your listening skills Cause I can't keep giving brothers that sleep My advice and they keep winding up in the heat So no matter how much you think you love her Before she was your girl I was your motherfucking brother, out You know what I'm saying? I'll flip more than the script, kid I said I'm looking at the front door, all that's fine and cool But yo, I ain't being no fool. Point blank And you know what we talking about (Repeat 4x)