Trouble in the Water

[Featuring De La Soul] INTRO What's up world? Goin' give you a little love right here My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint Word up De La up in here ha We goin' to spread a little love To some folks who up in my hair right now Ah'ight? Check it out Verse One It was a big deal moving my big wheel to L.I. Had a back yard tho' shit moved slow Caught a cat on the humble wassup wassup kid? Ya'll be memorizin' flicks of the wild things we did We was brick-ball niggas, six small niggas And they knew it, and wasn't no-body runnin' through us Steppin' in the backyard parties was a blast Fucking up our sneakers on the wet grass Remember getting stabbed in ya ass? Your Moms sat us all down Said we was niggas and clowns but it was just love And plus love showed me that she was a diamond Findin' out God, took a hit me dead on my heart And made the eye water start But you was strong, can ya hear me Huggy? Keep your mind crystal clear when your thought gets muggy We them easy street kids from Mr. Bryant's basement Wishin' for the Apollo, tryin' to get dough Now my time moves slow, ain't it all full circle? A dove cry makes the whole scene turn purple Remember that night you had to hide in the freezer? For real, see them kids were real, we still ?slear? But now we grown niggas, and we handling kids We been since day one, and the days ain't over Gotta share a back seat, push with the chauffer My Pops said he's waiting for your ass in the zone So we can fly to the land, and welcome you home Rob-O see we good to go, you know the rest... Don't stress, love-love baby. Ah'ight? Chorus If you got time to give, I got time to think See, it could all change in one eye blink While you in the trouble water I hope ya don't sink Don't sink, don't sink, don't sink Verse Two Check it out Some rarely saw the negative cause From the depths of one's blurred everything's now Cleared by laws Mad for mere seconds, in the span of dying Trying to tell you don't go, I'm about to blow No mo' innocence, it's about the dollars And events of fame Aren't you? Search your name From the group? Search your name On the dotted line, back before the rhyme I had reasons To punch the kid who tried teasin' during lunch It was a matter of pro-mo-ting de-cen-cy But the 'de' and the 'cy' fell off, so I sinned Again and again, until Jesus came down Wait, I'm still sinning! I guess he hasn't reached the ground! Thoughts of me, before my voice could Even recall, couldn't afford the physical peep How then was now, but now is not Yo, I'm a minute wiser but it seems, kid I got some beef, can't take or shake off the wrong Accept my apologies to Bob, pass the horn! No need for false alarm Word up! The Nuyopian charm is for show back again It's rememberin' the was that is now gone For the access of the now so I can move on For the access of the now so I, so I Chorus x2 Outro G'night world, g'night world De La, yo My man DJ Honda is on the beat like this Don't sink, don't sink, don't sink, don't sink ya'll Just letting ya'll into the fleeing moments Of the memories of mine And about like this, one time, one time