Meet The Parents
Whoo Uh Uh
The gift and the curse
Uh Uh yeah
First they love me then they hate me
Then they love me again
Love me again
Lets take a trip down
I got yall
Lets take a trip down memory lane at the cemetery
Rain gray skies seems at the end of every young black live
It's this line damn him already
Such a goodkid got us poring Hen(nessy) already
Liquor to the curb for the niggas up above
When it cracks through to pavement that's my way of sending love
So give BIG a hug tell Aaliyah I said high
Till the next time I see her on the other side
He was just some thug that caught some slugs
And we loved him cause in him we saw some of us
He walked like us, talked like us
His back against the wall nigga fought like us
Damn poor Isyss that his momma name momma aint strong enough to raise no boy
What's his father name? shorty never knew him though he had his blood in em
Hot temper momma sad he act just like her husband
Daddy never fucked with em so the streets raised em
Isyss blaming herself she wish she could have saved him
Damn near impossible only men can raise men
He was his own man not even him could save him
He put his faith in the 38 in his waist
But when ya live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up dead before 38 and a
That's the life of what's raised by a winter, it's a cold world
Old girl turned to coke tried to smoke her pain away
Isyss life just ended on that rainy day
When she got the news her boy body could be viewed down at the city mourge
Open the drawer saw em nude
Her addiction grew
Prescription drugs dipped in brew
Angel dust dipped in whoo
She slipped into her own fantasy world
Had her self pregnant by different dude
But reality bites and this is her life
He wasn't really her husband though he called her wife
It was just this night when the moon was full and the stars was just right
And the dress was real tight
And it sounded like Lisa Lisa I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night
Mike was the hard head from around the way that she wanted all her life
Shit she wanted all the hype
Used to hold on tight when they wheelied on the bike
He was a Willie all her life
He wasn't really the one to like
It was a dude named Shi
Who would really treat her right
He wanted to run to the country to escape the city life
But Isyss liked this broad way life
She loved the Gucci sneakers the red, green and, white
Hanging out the window when she first seen em fight
So turned on that she had to shower twice
How ironic it would be some fight
That would turn it to a homicide that would alter their life
See Mike at 32 was still on the seen
He had a son 15 that he never saw twice
Sure he saw him as an infant but he disowned him
Like if that was my son he would look much different
See I'm light skinned and that baby there's dark
So it's momma's baby poppa's maybe
Mike was still crazy out there running the streets
had his old reliable 38 gun in his reach
He spent 14 years him and Isyss aint speak
He runnin around like life is a peach
Till one day he approached this thug
That had a mean mug
And he looked so familiar that he called um young Cuz
Told em get off the strip but the boy aint budge
Instead he pulled out a newer 38 snug
He clearly had to drop but the boy just paused
It was something in this mans face he knew he seen before
It's like looking in the mirror seeing his self more mature
He took it as a sign from the almighty lord
You know what they say about he who hesitates at war
(What's that) he who hesitates is lost
He cant explain what he saw before his picture went blank
The old man didn't think he just followed his instinct
Six shots into his kin out of the gun
Niggas be a father ya killing ya son
six shots into his kin out of the gun
Niggas be a father ya killing ya son
Meet the parents
(echo & fade out)
The gift and the curse
Uh Uh yeah
First they love me then they hate me
Then they love me again
Love me again
Lets take a trip down
I got yall
Lets take a trip down memory lane at the cemetery
Rain gray skies seems at the end of every young black live
It's this line damn him already
Such a goodkid got us poring Hen(nessy) already
Liquor to the curb for the niggas up above
When it cracks through to pavement that's my way of sending love
So give BIG a hug tell Aaliyah I said high
Till the next time I see her on the other side
He was just some thug that caught some slugs
And we loved him cause in him we saw some of us
He walked like us, talked like us
His back against the wall nigga fought like us
Damn poor Isyss that his momma name momma aint strong enough to raise no boy
What's his father name? shorty never knew him though he had his blood in em
Hot temper momma sad he act just like her husband
Daddy never fucked with em so the streets raised em
Isyss blaming herself she wish she could have saved him
Damn near impossible only men can raise men
He was his own man not even him could save him
He put his faith in the 38 in his waist
But when ya live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up dead before 38 and a
That's the life of what's raised by a winter, it's a cold world
Old girl turned to coke tried to smoke her pain away
Isyss life just ended on that rainy day
When she got the news her boy body could be viewed down at the city mourge
Open the drawer saw em nude
Her addiction grew
Prescription drugs dipped in brew
Angel dust dipped in whoo
She slipped into her own fantasy world
Had her self pregnant by different dude
But reality bites and this is her life
He wasn't really her husband though he called her wife
It was just this night when the moon was full and the stars was just right
And the dress was real tight
And it sounded like Lisa Lisa I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night
Mike was the hard head from around the way that she wanted all her life
Shit she wanted all the hype
Used to hold on tight when they wheelied on the bike
He was a Willie all her life
He wasn't really the one to like
It was a dude named Shi
Who would really treat her right
He wanted to run to the country to escape the city life
But Isyss liked this broad way life
She loved the Gucci sneakers the red, green and, white
Hanging out the window when she first seen em fight
So turned on that she had to shower twice
How ironic it would be some fight
That would turn it to a homicide that would alter their life
See Mike at 32 was still on the seen
He had a son 15 that he never saw twice
Sure he saw him as an infant but he disowned him
Like if that was my son he would look much different
See I'm light skinned and that baby there's dark
So it's momma's baby poppa's maybe
Mike was still crazy out there running the streets
had his old reliable 38 gun in his reach
He spent 14 years him and Isyss aint speak
He runnin around like life is a peach
Till one day he approached this thug
That had a mean mug
And he looked so familiar that he called um young Cuz
Told em get off the strip but the boy aint budge
Instead he pulled out a newer 38 snug
He clearly had to drop but the boy just paused
It was something in this mans face he knew he seen before
It's like looking in the mirror seeing his self more mature
He took it as a sign from the almighty lord
You know what they say about he who hesitates at war
(What's that) he who hesitates is lost
He cant explain what he saw before his picture went blank
The old man didn't think he just followed his instinct
Six shots into his kin out of the gun
Niggas be a father ya killing ya son
six shots into his kin out of the gun
Niggas be a father ya killing ya son
Meet the parents
(echo & fade out)
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Carter, Justin Smith
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