Audio Push – Rodney’s House (Last Lights Left Album)

[Chorus]
This shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin’, late night missions, word up
Oh yeah
Say this shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin’, late night missions, word up
Word, word, word up

[Verse 1]
My granny died, I told myself, "Ain’t no more compromisin’"
Knew you’d turn your back on me, it’s not surprisin’
Stop the violence, stop the sirens, stop the gangin’
Yeah that’s what I’m preachin’ ’til it’s my time to get even
At Uncle Rodney’s backflippin’ off walls, stuntin’ in drawers
I’m gettin’ taller’s what my auntie keeps tellin’ me when she see me
Whole street jumpin’ like Jeff Hardy on TV
Jagged Edge bumpin’, askin’ for parties right off the CD, chitlins
Kickin’ it, funky as George Clinton
My cousin make muddy money, still movin’ perscriptions
Can’t listen to most the shit that they’re kickin’, pure repetition
Follow my soul [?] to be somewhere different, no recognition needed
Weeded out the bad energy, I ain’t need it
Zetus Lapetus, you gotta come to space to see this
I drove [?] and [?] both to the hospitals bleedin’
Been a real one since ditchin’ fourth period with all of my heathens
I keep it

[Chorus]
Funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin’, late night missions, word up, word up
Said this shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin’, late night missions, word up
Word, word, word up

[Verse 2]
Aight this go, I know, come in, eyes low, yeah
Sorry, I’m blowed, long day, needed dro
Had to come in with my bros
Put a stunt on all you hoes
Yeah, start this winning, grinning ’cause we did this from the kitchen
Put my mind to it, takin’ my time with it
Realize life one time, no rewind to it
And you can’t fast forward through the pain
So when it rain I remember that it’s cold and clean my stains
Never complain, we live
We live, we live, straight up
My prescription can’t fill, couple Anvils
Down to my last fuck that I can give
Now why jump into the swamp if you can’t swim?
I bet it all to my last ten
And push past ten
And when it come back, don’t come back, run back
Roll this one fat, junkie, I gotta keep it

[Chorus]
Funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin’, late night missions, word up, word up

[Outro]
I’ve been on a new wave, lately
I refuse to let you take me
Said I’ve been on a new wave, lately
I refuse to let you take me

Nivea – Dont Mess With My Man letras

featuring Brian and Brandon Casey

Brian/Brandon Casey:
Uh, I like it baby (yeah)
Uh, one time for the club (ye-eah)
Two time for my thugs, uh-huh
Three times for my ladies, come on, come on, come on (ooh, oh)
Uh, Nivea y’all.. Jagged Edge youall… (oooh)
Uh-uh, Jagged Edge you all

Nivea:
It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me
So I’m tellin’ everybody let him be
Cuz he’s mine and I can’t take no pigeons tryna take my baby
So I thought I had to let you know
Find someone that you can call your own
Cuz now you’re walkin’ in the danger zone
And if I touch you I’ll be wrong

Chorus:

If you mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my girls, got my man
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own man

Brian/Brandon Casey:

It was hard to find a girl that’s really down for me
Seems like a lot of niggas tryin’ me
‘Cuz they trynna take my baby, oh what the hell, naw!
So now you really betta check yourself
Messin’ with my girl is bad for your health and
So you know you will be dealt with
Betta find your own girl (last line overlaps Brian/Brandon’s chorus)

Brian/Brandon’s Chorus:

If you mess with my girl,
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my girl
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own girl

Nivea:

Girl I’m warning you, if you want my man
You should just keep ya hands to yourself, now-now

Brian/Brandon:

And playa I’m warnin’ you, if you want my girl
I suggest that you look but don’t touch, now-now

Nivea: It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me, don’t mess with my man
Brian/Brandon: It’s hard to find a girl that’s really down for me, don’t mess
wit my girl
Nivea: Hard to find a brotha that was down for me, don’t mess wit my man
Brian/Brandon: So hard to find a girl that’s down for me, don’t mess with my
girl

Chorus:

If you mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my girls, got my man
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own man

Brian/Brandon’s Chorus:

If you mess with my girl
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my girl
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own girl

Nivea:

If you mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my girls, got my man
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my man
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own man

Brian/Brandon’s Chorus:
If you mess with my girl
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl
So find your own and leave mine alone
Don’t mess with my girl
I’ma be the one to bring it to ya
Here’s a little advice for you, find your own girl

(Brandon/Brian’s Chorus fades into end of song)