Think of All the Things

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Think of

Think about it man

I mean nas do a lot of stupid sh but uhh

This has gotta be one of the stupidest, y'know?

Real talk, man listen

Uhh, yeah, uhh, yeah

I ain't make music to get filthy rich

I wrote rhymes cause I got sh to fix

Climbin on the ladder buildin brick to brick

Finally gettin paid for what I did for kicks

So now I'm on the road, two kids at home

Popularity got me losin clarity

And sometimes I'm feelin guilty sick

Between my wife and I, there's a hyphen, I

Sometimes feel like there's a knife in line

Ready to cut off our last lifeline

And who's to blame? It's never easy of course

But I'm the only one bringin up the divorce

If loves fails, what do you do to prevail?

Would you drink heaven if it was brewed in hell?

Cause my relationship don't work

But if you got kids then the road don't fork

Raps turn tables in the box that booms

Your little one's sittin alone in the room

"When you comin home Dad?" I don't know when

Cause Dad's hangin with his friennnnnnds

You know we'll have a good time whennnnnn

Dad stops hangin with his friennnnnnds

Let me ask you a question na.

How you got a seed that you never go check?

But got enough cheese to get up in the coat check

Up in the club like "Yeah na, yeah!"

But your seed's in the crib like "Where's my gear?"

Yeah, only gear you know

Is the third gear on the train when you get with a ho

Yo, bro you dipped from head to toe

But your kids got fed up clothes and snotty noses

Hoes is, not important when it comes to your little ones

Your daughter or your son, dumb-dumb

Tell 'em son

Daycare, child care, tuition, fly gear

It's all good but it means nothin if you're not there

But the cops there, the crack rock's there

"And where's my dad?" Not there!

Now stop there, let me talk to the daughters

When moms is corrupted, you know the whole family's out of order

Daughter, I don't think you should order the fire water

Think higher daughter, drink water

Seek order, speak shorter, delete repeat callers

Stop sleepin with players and ballers, stand taller

There's a lot of young boys, but only one real man for ya

One man on ya, have only one man call ya

You could roll your eyes if you wanna

But all that flirtin and short skirt-in leads to hurtin for certain!

Real men are out there workin, and they not impressed with you

You keep seekin little boys who only want s from you

Real men want the rest of you, real men walk next to you

But is a real man a check to you?

When a real man is in your house

Whether lover or spouse, are you runnin him out?

Are you comin with doubt?

Are you all up in a real man's face, yellin, comin to shout?

When the lovin is out, well, so is the man

You know what's up but your kid won't understand

He'll say, "When y'all broke up was

I really part of the plan?"

- sung by KRS