Wanna Be There (Explicit)
Az"Wanna Be There (Explicit)" is a song by Az, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:31 long and contains 57 lines and 520 words.
Lyrics
0:00Composer: Chop Diesel
0:00Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why?
0:07I see things that never was and say, why not?
0:13Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down
0:20East New York, Eighty-two, first Pumas navy blue
0:26First wife Keisha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo
0:29Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it through
0:32Front window, Ms. Gladys, that was my favorite view
0:35Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend
0:38Right around the time the god Ra' spoke of dead presidents
0:41Devilish ever since, seeking for hope
0:43Needing some form of nourishment, it's eighty-eight
0:46Skin starting to radiate, hair on my baby-face
0:49Mama bear could see that I'm there, she finally gave me space
0:53Change of pace moving quicker, consuming liquor
0:55Humping upon some chicks pussy trying to undo her zipper
0:58Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures
1:01What other way but poetically can I prove these scriptures?
1:04Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum
1:07Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em
1:10Cried when they buried Will, killed 'Po killed Phil
1:13Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill
1:16Prince in prison, damn, yeah I'm still living
1:19I can see 'em up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm
1:22God, show me another way, give me another day
1:25Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay
1:28Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone
1:37Cause I won't be coming back when I move on
1:43Any love you hold inside, let me see
1:50Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave
1:52I just wanna be there
1:57Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ
2:00Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies
2:03Look how a lady raised me, some would say he crazy
2:06I'm just a nigga from Brooklyn repping the streets that made me
2:09Rapping for quite a while, all around, tighter style
2:12One of the flyest with the brightest smile, try me how?
2:15Save all the accusations, keep all the confrontations
2:18I'm sitting contemplating trying to crack the combination
2:21Move mystique mostly, must that I keep cozy
2:24At times I creeped doly this is what the East showed me
2:27More into music making trying to renew relations
2:30Ducking the dudes that's hating, please don't make me lose my patience
2:33I put it down for y'all my face surrounds Allah
2:36My catalogue consists of a hundred thousand bars
2:39The god, please respect me, ya heard?
2:43Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone
2:48Cause I won't be coming back when I move on
2:54Any love you hold inside, let me see
3:00Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave
3:03I just wanna be there
3:07Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone
3:12Cause I won't be coming back when I move on
3:18Any love you hold inside, let me see
3:23Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave
3:27I just wanna be there
3:31(Be there, be there
Composer: Chop Diesel Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why? I see things that never was and say, why not? Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down East New York, Eighty-two, first Pumas navy blue First wife Keisha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it through Front window, Ms. Gladys, that was my favorite view Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend Right around the time the god Ra' spoke of dead presidents Devilish ever since, seeking for hope Needing some form of nourishment, it's eighty-eight Skin starting to radiate, hair on my baby-face Mama bear could see that I'm there, she finally gave me space Change of pace moving quicker, consuming liquor Humping upon some chicks pussy trying to undo her zipper Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures What other way but poetically can I prove these scriptures? Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em Cried when they buried Will, killed 'Po killed Phil Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill Prince in prison, damn, yeah I'm still living I can see 'em up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm God, show me another way, give me another day Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone Cause I won't be coming back when I move on Any love you hold inside, let me see Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave I just wanna be there Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies Look how a lady raised me, some would say he crazy I'm just a nigga from Brooklyn repping the streets that made me Rapping for quite a while, all around, tighter style One of the flyest with the brightest smile, try me how? Save all the accusations, keep all the confrontations I'm sitting contemplating trying to crack the combination Move mystique mostly, must that I keep cozy At times I creeped doly this is what the East showed me More into music making trying to renew relations Ducking the dudes that's hating, please don't make me lose my patience I put it down for y'all my face surrounds Allah My catalogue consists of a hundred thousand bars The god, please respect me, ya heard? Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone Cause I won't be coming back when I move on Any love you hold inside, let me see Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave I just wanna be there Now don't be bringing me no flowers when I'm gone Cause I won't be coming back when I move on Any love you hold inside, let me see Cause it won't mean a thing when I leave I just wanna be there (Be there, be there
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