Canibus - Tariq - Tekst piosenki

Tekst piosenki

the piano sample and the vocal chorus are from the song "Sail Away Sweet Sister" by Queen:

(Intro: Canibus, speaking during chorus)
Yeah
Tyrique ain't here to tell his story
So I'mma tell it for him

(Chorus, Queen sample)(2x)
Hey little babe your changin'
babe are you feelin' sore
ain't no use in pretendin'
don't wanna play no more

(Verse One)
Yo, Tyrique got an older brother runnin' the streets
300 large a week he movin' so Tyrique hardly speak to him
Tyrique got a younger brother Jamal
who got a full scholarship at St. John's to ball
his mom named Myrtive, I think that's how it sound when I heard it
she was on her way to church late for worship
she prayin' that he quit hustlin'
she say one day Ezekiel 23 verse 2 gonna mean somthin'
he said, "Ight ma but it don't mean nothin'
she know his older brother got him into weed smugglin'
she out of touch with him, wonder why he touch illegal substances
can't believe he messin' with that stuff again
I guess it just depends, he puttin' up the rent
been doin' it ever since, she ain't complain back then
way back when, he followin' his heart not the Lord
cause Tyrique changed and he ain't pretendin' no more

(Chorus)(2x)

Yo, Tyrique ain't playin', he feelin' good, he feelin' great
he got three safes with nothing but scrilla and mixtapes
he push weight from state to state
spit great, eat food on big plates, tip Benjamin big face
his shipment's never late to make the deadline dates
no fed time, the bottom line is no mistakes
Tyrique phone stay ringin'
he got twenty unconfirmed but known women that he all hittin'
major release 'bout to drop, he number one on the charts
street teams on every block, so many features and spots
people say he 'bout to supercede Pac
Now I know Tyrique hot, but if you ask me, we always gonna need Pac
He just anxious for his record to drop
The music industry watched as it shot to the top
He got the hottest video on The Box
Major change, moms and pop show Tyrique love non-stop

Chorus:x2

Two o' clock in the mornin' the horn ring
usually he never answer it, but it was his brother callin'
he picked up the phone and started talkin'
but it wasn't Jamal, it was Detective Hall trying to stalk him
he said, "I'm on the corner, Fifth and Carson,
Sittin' on the car garnet, your brother's in the back unconcious"
Tyrique said, "Who, Jamal?" Detective said, "Nah try again
I'm talkin' bout your older brother Iverson
if you ain't here in ten minutes I'mma ride him in
and if you get here, I'm still takin' both you guys in"
Tyrique ain't know how to react
Detective Hall said, "I got you now my friend" and hung up the jack
Tyrique stuffed twenty g's in a sack, tucked the gat
drove to Third and Carson, parked and called him back
Detective Hall said, "Where you at?
yo time is paper, you waste mine I'mma make you give it back"
Tyrique sayin' to himself, "Man, fuck the bullshit
you got a dirty badge bitch, I'mma give you a full clip"
but out loud he sayin', "Alright man, what you wanna do
I'm less than two blocks from you"
Tyrique start to feel it was a set-up
Detective Hall just wouldn't let up, he pressin' his luck
Approachin' the car, with his hand on his firearm
Tyrique calm but he wish he had a fuckin' firebomb
just like somethin' he wrote in a song before
sweat in his palm, the feelings in his legs was gone
his chest was numb, his shirt was red, where he bled
they found Tyrique and Jamal both dead
one through the heart, second week on the chart, the album peaked,
now he platnium in the streets, Tyrique rest in peace
Tyrique or Jamal could be me
and Tyrique or Jamal could be any up-and-coming mc