Tytuł: Trouble won't last (interlude)

• Wykonawca: Carl Thomas
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   But I'm sayin'
  Here I am, say lying and praying
  That I'm laying something hot
  Cuz baby, it's cold outside
  And even when it's not, it still is
  
  Baby shorties ask me what the deal is
  Not listenin' to they mom and them
  Cuz they all know what they talkin' 'bout, like Willis
  I say what shorty desire, be what real is
  And when I first came to her
  I was still wet behind the ears
  So I was just the lame to her
  I heard older cats lay claim to her
  And say they speak game to her
  But they never put a name to her
  
  So I called her desire
  Like so many street cars that I did for
  For her promises, little brothers, there bids for
  And little sisters sacrifice they head for
  Even street-wise vets wind up dead for
  See she will attempt to straight pimp you
  You'll scream "Fuck the world"
  But soon go them too
  
  She proclaim that my esteem was way off the rack
  I had style but it was the Caddy I lack
  The gangsta white walls and the diamond in the back
  I asked her was she white or black
  She said neither one, or somewhere in between
  Plus she was mean and had been seen
  In places where cats got big faces
  Has made some trade in freestyles for freebases
  
  I knew that my best friend was meddling
  But I continued peddling
  But I got arrested before I got rich
  Trying to make some scratch
  Like trigger fingers that itch
  She told me she call me an ambulance
  If I ever called her a bitch
  
  (I'm so glad)
  Alright, I tried to be online
  (Trouble don't last)
  But the matrix had a major glitch
  (Always)
  She said my style could never switch
  I was her nigger for life
  (Always)
  She said her peeps
  Probably couldn't pronounce Malik Yusef
  But they could pronounce us man and wife
  (I'm so glad)
  So the script I attempted to flip, flop
  (Trouble don't last)
  Flip floppin' to backwards, know
  (Always)
  In the backseats