Dj Honda

Dj Honda - Trouble In The Water lyrics

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INTRO
 What's up  world?
 Goin' give you a little love right here
 My man  DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
 Word up  De La up in here  ha
 We goin' to spread a little love
 To some folks who up in my hair right now
 Ah'ight? Check it out
 Verse One
 It was a big deal moving my big wheel to L.I.
 Had a back yard  tho' shit moved slow
 Caught a cat on the humble  wassup  wassup  kid?
 Ya'll be memorizin' flicks of the wild things we did
 We was brick-ball niggas, six small niggas
 And they knew it, and wasn't no-body runnin' through us
 Steppin' in the backyard parties was a blast
 Fucking up our sneakers on the wet grass
 Remember getting stabbed in ya ass?
 Your Moms sat us all down
 Said we was niggas and clowns but it was just love
 And plus love showed me that she was a diamond
 Findin' out God, took a hit me dead on my heart
 And made the eye water start
 But you was strong, can ya hear me Huggy?
 Keep your mind crystal clear when your thought gets muggy
 We them easy street kids from Mr. Bryant's basement
 Wishin' for the Apollo, tryin' to get dough
 Now my time moves slow, ain't it all full circle?
 A dove cry makes the whole scene turn purple
 Remember that night you had to hide in the freezer?
 For real, see them kids were real, we still ?slear?
 But now we grown niggas, and we handling kids
 We been since day one, and the days ain't over
 Gotta share a back seat, push with the chauffer
 My Pops said he's waiting for your ass in the zone
 So we can fly to the land, and welcome you home
 Rob-O see we good to go, you know the rest...
 Don't stress, love-love baby. Ah'ight?
 Chorus
 If you got time to give, I got time to think
 See, it could all change in one eye blink
 While you in the trouble water I hope ya don't sink
 Don't sink, don't sink, don't sink
 Verse Two
 Check it out
 Some rarely saw the negative cause
 From the depths of one's blurred everything's now
 Cleared by laws
 Mad for mere seconds, in the span of dying
 Trying to tell you don't go, I'm about to blow
 No mo' innocence, it's about the dollars
 And events of fame
 Aren't you? Search your name
 From the group? Search your name
 On the dotted line, back before the rhyme I had reasons
 To punch the kid who tried teasin' during lunch
 It was a matter of pro-mo-ting de-cen-cy
 But the 'de' and the 'cy' fell off, so I sinned
 Again and again, until Jesus came down
 Wait, I'm still sinning! I guess he hasn't reached the ground!
 Thoughts of me, before my voice could
 Even recall, couldn't afford the physical peep
 How then was now, but now is not
 Yo, I'm a minute wiser but it seems, kid
 I got some beef, can't take or shake off the wrong
 Accept my apologies to Bob, pass the horn!
 No need for false alarm
 Word up!
 The Nuyopian charm is for show back again
 It's rememberin' the was that is now gone
 For the access of the now so I can move on
 For the access of the now so I, so I
 Chorus x2
 Outro
 G'night world, g'night world
 De La, yo
 My man DJ Honda is on the beat like this
 Don't sink, don't sink, don't sink, don't sink ya'll
 Just letting ya'll into the fleeing moments
 Of the memories of mine
 And about like this, one time, one time
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Records

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: HII (1998)

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