[Black-Ty is the rapper and Tyrese is the singer]
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[Intro: Tyrese + Black-Ty]
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Oooooh, ooh-hooo yeahhhh, ahem
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Ay play that back one more time (okay here we go)
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[knock on door] Ay who dat?
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It's Black-Ty!
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What's goin on man?
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I gotta holla at you about somethin
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Give me one second
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[Black-Ty:]
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Nah, you been ignorin me for years
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I wanna talk to you right now about my rap career
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But I'ma take you way back to when you first start rappin
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'Member you was in the rap group Triple Went Pack
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[Tyrese:]
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Mannn I don't wanna talk now I'm in the vocal booth
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Tryin to get this song done like I'm supposed to do
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I need you to get up outta here
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I don't wanna talk to you about no rap career
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[Black-Ty:]
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See, that's the problem, we don't share the same vision
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I've been tryin to think of what to say to make yo' ass listen
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But nah, every time I bring up the subject
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You comin back at me talkin R&B shit
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[Tyrese:]
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Cause I know hip-hop, is a dangerous game
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I love hip-hop, but I don't want that thing
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All my concerts, got girls in the audience
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I don't want nobody tryin to take my life and shit
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[Black-Ty:]
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Yeah right, you know you wanna get back on the mic
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Cause every time you on stage singin you cuffin the mic
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Tellin your fans to put they hands in the motherfuckin air
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And wave 'em side to side like they just don't care
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[Tyrese:]
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But the rap game to me seems shady
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All them diss records will probably drive me crazy
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All the ladies give me love when I go to club
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I don't wanna have to keep my eyes out for no thugs
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[Black-Ty:]
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Aight, I admit it, the rap game's a little shady
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But they ain't gon' ever dance in the club to songs like "Sweet Lady"
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I see you pop bottles with top models and then you go to the floor
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You dance to e'rybody's shit but yours
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[Tyrese:]
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Mmm, nigga you startin to piss me off
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Won't you climb back in your box, Black-Ty get lost
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I can't believe you send that 'bout my song "Sweet Lady"
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Please leave me alone, you about to drive me crazy
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[Black-Ty:]
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Man you trippin, it's way cheaper to make a rap album
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Ten to fifteen thou', you payin 100 thou' per track
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And you don't wanna rap nigga?
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Put out two or three albums and go platinum nigga? Damn
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[Tyrese:]
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Mmm, man I'm not listenin to you
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I love R&B, this is what I do
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R&B's the reason that I'm drivin that Bentley
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House on the hill, bank account got plenty
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So nigga don't talk to me, about R&B
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when every rap nigga out tryin to sing
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[Black-Ty:]
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Yeah that's true, but I ain't gon' ever do that shit
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I'ma call a R&B nigga to sing that shit
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Matter of fact think about it, me and you can be on the same record
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Me on the verses, and you can sing the hooks and shit
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Man, I guarantee we'll win a Grammy with that
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That's on me, we'll shake up the industry with that
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[Tyrese:]
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Probably so, but no, I don't wanna do a song wit'chu
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Cause I probably never ever get along wit'chu
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Who do you think you are, talkin to me
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Nigga get up outta here 'fore I call my security
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[Black-Ty:]
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Call 'em, I don't give a fuck, we from Watts, remember?
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I walk right past the sign that said 'Do Not Enter'
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Matter of fact you a singer, why you need security?
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Ain't nobody even after you; you Hollywood dude
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[Tyrese:] Nigga hold up, I got a phone call comin through
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[Tyrese Gibson a¢æ¡° the actor:]
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This is Tyrese Gibson the movie star, I make more money than both of you
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While you talkin rap and R&B dude
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Everybody that, raps or sing is makin movies
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[Tyrese + Black-Ty:] Why is that?
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[Gibson:] Cause ain't no money in the music industry; one!
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[Tyrese:] Uh, damn, did he hang up the phone?
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[Black-Ty:]
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Yeah the nigga's Hollywood, he's gone
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Like I was sayin, I just wanna get at you about some business homie
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[Tyrese:]
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Ooooh man I don't wanna talk to you about this shit no more
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Please get out of my vocal booth and walk out the door
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Who do you think you are talkin to me?
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I'm a singer and all my fans love me
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[Black-Ty:]
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I ain't tryin to stop you from singin R&B
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I been in a little box for 12 years, I just wanna breathe
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| Let me out pleas |
