[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you, and be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
[Verse 2: LL Cool J]
The flipside✦ of the coin, what team you wanna✦ join?
You in The Tunnel every✦ Sunday✦ exposin' your tenderloins
In every✦ rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty✦ shit to say
Need to go home, wash your kids up, and put your tits away✦
Me and my clique in motion,✦ champagne and Alize✦
Got your mind bubblin crazy,✦ wanna✦ flip Cool J
Spend your last on your hairdo,✦ but you ain't save a dime
To put your child through college baby,✦ now have you?
Go get a job interview, your bad-ass✦ kids a curfew✦
And skip that "Bills Bills" shit broads is goin' through
I know this prostitute✦ who said that life ain't cute
Child born with a destiny only✦ God can dispute✦
Players giggle and laugh, flashin' gats and cash
My dogs don't care about✦ you Boo, they like your ass
Told me if I call and your man answer,✦ ask for L
So he can say, "No L live here," our code is ill
Tell him you about✦ to catch a flick with Sherell
Plottin' and schemin' in the shower,✦ masturbatin' on the cell
The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know
That nigga✦ we grew up with, son from next do'
My dream was to flow and escape✦ the hell below✦
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
I thought about✦ murder,✦ I vowed✦ my revenge
Like the devil's pumpin'✦ hate through my heart with a syringe
This is us
[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you, and be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
[Verse 3: LL Cool J]
They say a man gon' be a man, but that's only✦ half the scenario
You nag a cat, you givin'✦ him a license to fuck a hoe
When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello✦
Not hear all that bullshit, bout, "Nigga✦ where you go?"
Fried chicken ready,✦ t-shirt and panties✦ at the stove
Messages written down, blunt rolled✦ ready✦ to go
Give me a hug, not too long, give me space
When a cat got issues✦ don't need you all up in his face
Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
If it's rainin'✦ outside,✦ chill, listen✦ to the drizzle
Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
Pull down my boxers by the Calvin✦ Klein band
[?] wash it, enjoy✦ the flavor,✦ I return the favor✦
This behavior, should save ya
From me all night freakin', with a nineteen-year-old
Half naked✦ Puerto✦ Rican,✦ creamy✦ ass leakin✦
Every✦ man will agree, when she nag it's killin'✦ me
I don't always wanna✦ talk about✦ how the world is shittin' on me
I sip some Alize✦ and meditate the pain away✦
And get in my own zone where I wanna✦ be alone✦ for solo✦
Reminisce with photos✦
And missed✦ opportunities✦ to make some dough flow, you know?
Chill, relax baby,✦ support me from the background
Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round
Complain about,✦ who's tradin'✦ ass for cash
If there ain't no trust then just us can't last
This is us, I know you feelin'✦ that
Think about✦ that shit, word up
[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Your man, your man, your man
Everything we've been through yeah
All the places✦ we've been yeah
Just don't know if I'll be the same again,✦ ha
Ever✦ since you walked✦ all all over✦ me, ha
And even✦ if we bring this back together, ha
You know it won't be the same, no no no no
No no no no no, ha
Oh I, I, baby✦ I, tried to be your man
Woah, oh, yeah
Hooo hooo hooo
Can't you hear me? Can't you hear me?
Woah