GrownManBusiness

Grown Man Business (Album Version|Edited) - Mos Def

Hear Me See Me

Welcome to Soundview Projects

Bronx New York 10473

Intersection action ribs touching

New gutter smacks replacing the whole Dutchman

Loose mamis ******* they definite land mines

Dudes with no right hustle throwing gang signs

Empty in the webbings broke and underpaid

Fighting federal cases with legal aids

The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat

Can get you in a 8 by 5 the corner's younger

I smell feel touch and taste they hunger

Next in line to rep these street signs to they blunder

Under wiping tears from his eyes facing the felony

These niggaz wanna be Pistol Pete -without the penalty

His last words promise me this much in death

Don't my boy live to retrace my steps

Minne- stay safe move quiet and get it

If you encounter opposition get a inch from they face with It

Later amigo digest the day to end discreetly

Sex money and boss

My ties to hear me see me

True villain

Face covered driving gloves

Commit by my lonely when push comes to shove

They say that grown men lay on they prey

Took shorts in the street

Came back and made up for that with that white sheet

Revenge is best served cold

Get it the same way you give it

This ain't fear I just need to get away with it

Son stop over here( ) you looking at me like I'm lame

But I'm looking at y'all like y'all call this the ** game

Grand child hosing sims

Put the h****n in queens

Put Pops Freeman on in the early seventies

I sat in rooms with money machines

***** sitting 3 feet off of the floor

Cover the smell of the raw

Chest moves like bars scale my connects untimely

King Henry from 12th street flooded the Bronx in the 90's

03 scene MVP and one Accord

Boss makes decision paper wins awards

See Me Hear Me

Welcome to Brooklyn New York City 11206

Roosevelt Projects wild rose water the plant

Son you know what it is

From the moment that you come over the bridge

And if you don't ride with me

I'm gonna show you some ****

Ima show you where my niggaz stay sure on the mix

Ima show you where the pain and the poetry is

Ghetto young'ns spend a lot of time alone in the crib

BET on the screen walls and posters of BIG

Hustlers getting dough sitting low on the 6

Blazing up the ambro glow over they wrist

Hop in the game knowing the risk

Still down to load up they clip

Gamblers with hopes of rolling the trip