Uncle Rahiem (Explicit Album Version)

Uncle Rahiem (Explicit Album Version) - Consequence

What the f**k y'all niggaz supposed to be family man

Niggaz out here fightin' in the street and sh*t man

After ten long years guess who comin' home

Uncle Rahiem who got busted with the chrome

But this sorta uncle's like

Rich Porter's uncle

So he be in my shoebox

And messin' with my hustle

This ni**a keep playin' around

We gon' have to tussle

'Cause this ain't back in the days

When he had all the muscle

And used to be on Hollis with

Joey Simmons and Russel

So I'm here to clap my things

And figure out this puzzle

'Cause what'll make this ni**a

Think he could come to my momma house

If he wasn't family I'd probably pull

The llama out

But I'm a go the karma route

Ever go to the karma route

Well you know ni**a be buckin'

With the armor out

But this ni**a be on the couch

And watchin' my pockets hard

Peekin' through the blinds

When I pull up and park the car

And read between the lines

When I push up to talk to broads

Startin' real live we gon' definitely wind up at odds

'Cause if I see another shirt offa my wardrobe

I'm a turn this lil' happy home to a war zone

And if I find another piece missin' from my package

He'd better grab his piece

'Cause this time we goin' at it

'Cause this ni**a right here must

Got it out for me uhh

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear

That we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up grip up

Ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up

'Cause this ni**a right here

Must got it out for me

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up

Grip up ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up

Uhh 'cause after six long months

Guess who's unem-ployed

Uncle Rahiem 'cause he been runnin' with his boy

And now he got a girlfriend

This fiend named Joy

I guess he bad smokin'

But I'm tryin' to keep my poise

But if my momma tell me some

Missing from her jewelry box

I'm a probably be trapped

By my peers in a jewelry box

I try to love him my heart

And disregard my brain

But ever since he moved in

The crib's been off the chain'

I don't need no one to blame

'Cause the facts are the facts

Since the word got back to me

Just as fast as a fax

'Cause I got cash in the jack

Asking me what I'm doin'

How you gon' work this hard

And let your hustle get ruined

And I had to admit

That that's a point well taken

Here's the world of price

I'm payin' for the L that I'm takin'

'Cause the trouble he done caused done

Got my connects and them stallin'

'Cause now I got the hottest crib in all of

So when I see 10-4 my body parts I'll

'Cause I'm scared to death

They might give me the mob grill

'Cause ever since he gave out

Our number like Mike Jones

Them di-rects be comin'

At me harder than Spike Jones

So I hope his parole officer ask where he live

So I could say no officer this not where we live

And I seen ain't the ni**a

And don't know what he did

And he'll get by later 'til he through with his bid

I know it sounds cold like the wind below freezing

You might not understand but I got my own reasons

'Cause once we at odds that I could only get even

But maybe my foolish

Pride is why we in the precinct

'Cause this ni**a right here

Must got it out for me

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up

Grip up ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up

'Cause this ni**a right here

Must got it out for me

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up

Grip up ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up

Word to my mother

I'm a f**k you up when we get out of here

Ni**a you ain't doin' sh*t p**sy

Aight watch son soon as I post bail

Ni**a I'm a come holla at you

Ni**a you ain't doin' nothin'

You f**kin' crackhead-a** ni**a

F**kin' my sh*t up

Yo son word to my mother man

Call me a crackhead again and we got a

F**kin' problem ni**a

I changed your motherf**kin' diapers punk

'Cause this ni**a right here

Must got it out for me

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up

Grip up ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up

'Cause this ni**a right here

Must got it out for me

This ni**a right here must

Got it out for me

'Cause I solemnly swear that we about to see

'Cause this ni**a right here must got it out for me

I told that motherf**ker grip up

Grip up ni**a grip up grip up

And I'll be waitin' right here when you slip up