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Текст (слова) песни: B.B. Jay - I Told You So

[B.B. Jay]
Theres an old saying that every dog has his day
I want`chall to know a lil somthin somthin
Every child of God has his season
And right about now, its all mine

Yo, check it, check it
It seems as it was just yesterday I was doing po`ly
Surrounded by jokers that couldn`t do nothing fo` me
I was broker than a vase, living like a pauper
Poverty followed me everywhere like a stalker
Native New Yorker, born in Brook`lawn
Grew up in Jersey where you die if you look wrong
Hooked on somethin coloussal (Word to God)
Holy hip-hop apostle (God Squad)
Original general, quite like a girdle
Representin Jesus the eternal life colonel
I`m over like a hurdle, harder than the turdle
Lyrics healthier than herbal
B.B. Jays sturdy, never profane
Never x-rated or dirty, never ashamed
(Holy hustler) Practice sold faithful
I`m on some holy holy, emcees be greatful

Hook: [B.B. Jay]

I hate to say I told you so, but didn`t I?
Tell you I was gonna blow-up and be the bomb
Everybody had mad jokes when I was strugglin
Now I`m fat like that, what, word to God
I hate to say I told you so, but didn`t I?
Tell you I was gonna blow-up and be the bomb
Everybody had mad jokes when I was strugglin
Now I`m fat like that, what, word to God

[B.B. Jay]
Check it
It all started way back when I was a chap in grade school
Used to write songs an` poems in the day room
Every music award show, yo I stayed tuned
Word to God, as true as I grew, kids made room
No doubt, rejection was a sho` thing
Never get love until you doing yo` thang
You know how it is, around ghetto kids
Hype, do you sign ???
Made a lot of rap fears when I drops mines
Lotta cats did all they could to stop mines
Recognize yo, you can`t stop the shine
Or the glow, ice on ice, I make livin look pro
Show ya right, the son of abraham I am
Born American, culture African
A lotta of imposters I peeped your cheif-tan
I`m a holy hustler, backwards buster

Hook

[B.B. Jay]
I used to rock a lot, back in the day, back of the class
In back of the school, battlin for cash in back of tha cab
I used jack up a lotta (Rap dummies)
I used to stak up a lotta (Lunch money)
Dough fo` sho` my flow was a number one
Yo, I told you cats since day number one
B.B. Jay ain`t nothin but a plan and a man
But little did you know I had the power of I Am
All day from the getty up
Even back when I was leaving cats belly up
With they skull cracked, uh huh
I ain`t always where I be at
Used to get buzzed with cous` like "where the tree at?"
Life of sin, had to flee that, palm was icy
On my way to hell, believe that, on some shiesty
Now I see clearly, holy life the nicest
Fat pastor, loungin with the righteous

Hook x2

 

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