Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For You, artist - Little Brother. Date of issue: 24.02.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
For You |
| Yea one two ya’ll we about to set this like this on em |
| Little Brother, Justus League, Phonte, Big Pooh and it |
| Hey yo yo |
| Once again what you’re hearing now, is Phonte’s power steering style |
| I’m killing niggas at will |
| Freestyle legend act, captured the ears of show veterans |
| When the stakes got raised like Braille lettering |
| Down to the exact scale measurements |
| Time to let these motherfuckers know exactly what it is I represent |
| Real rhymes, you prone to remember me |
| I roam like a cell phone in Italy in search of the real shit |
| Was looking for niggas that could wreck flaws and |
| Rhyme for they personal pleasure 'til four in the morning |
| With my back and my chest sore and never have to press |
| Pause 'til I stop the tape and hit em with a yes y’all |
| Phonte still considered the best deliverer of threat |
| Troubled nigga got more issues than Jet |
| If you a show then put your stage up, cornball niggas throw your maze up |
| Microsoft niggas say word and page up |
| To this new style that’s about to open doors |
| Carolina sickness that I wrote with force |
| Then smack a nigga like he broke his jaws, on the real man |
| Y’all niggas out there is just a hopeless cause |
| Right now, what you need |
| Phonte true in deed |
| Little Brother on the mic |
| About to rock it for you |
| You nice as this, so I’m a verbal chemist |
| Scientist on the mic yo society’s menace |
| Hip-hop's Popeye and the beats is spinach |
| No need for Olive Oil cause her features limit |
| Overlooking Bluto’s cause they speech is gimmick |
| Give a fuck about your car if the jeep is rented |
| You cheap nigga, it ain’t even got features in it |
| Like to talk about money when you can’t even spend it |
| This is real life and there’s more things that’s hollow |
| The tips that chicks swallow and throw up tomorrow |
| Or shells that pierce chests leaving niggas to death |
| Whispering last words and taking their last breath |
| Only authentic emcees is the last ones left |
| Watch em search the earth so they can grieve what’s left |
| Even Eric Roberts know we the best of the best |
| I’m the reason why most of y’all keep tapes in ya decks |
| Right now, what you need |
| Big Pooh, true in deed |
| Little Brother on the mic |
| About to rock it for you |
| It’s for you and yours |
| It’s time to settle the score |
| Little Brother on the mic |
| About to rock it for you |
| Now for the low low price of only 8.99 |
| Witness Phonte slice a phony, and spit a rhyme |
| That will settle your bets in 30 measures or less |
| I stay ahead of the rest with incredible text |
| We fire off like it’s New Year’s Eve, Pooh is here for |
| Sucka emcees, this year I made it hard to breathe |
| I’m the shit so your squad can’t leave, got them waiting |
| To applaud in the club, standing tall like trees |
| Making the crowd cheer massively, I tell niggas |
| Ya’ll ain’t wack, y’all just sound wack rhyming after me |
| Cause I’m the most magnificent, life is a blessing |
| And y’all I’m living it, for better worse or indifferent |
| Thugs getting open to me, and yo mad |
| Hands up in the air like I told them to freeze |
| 9th Wonder on the boards, who it supposed to be |
| Rock bottom to the calm standing close to me |
| Y’all niggas know y’all out of there, come on with the real |
| Y’all niggas faking the funk, come with it |
| Right now, what you need |
| Big Pooh, true in deed |
| Little Brother on the mic |
| About to rock it for you |
| It’s for you and yours |
| It’s time to settle the score |
| Little Brother on the mic |
| About to rock it for you |