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letra de lord you know (single version) - cam'ron

[intro: cam’ron]
k!lla! okay
dipset! let’s do it y’all!
c’mon

[chorus: jaheim (cam’ron)]
now lord you know, just how hard i try
to live my life and get it right
trying to see some light or even better
(nasty, khaled, dipset we in let’s do it now)
way over way a new day, someday (long time man)
yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow (harlem)
it gets better i know, tell you, i know
(k!lla, k!lla, k!lla, listen)

[verse 1: cam’ron]
with my muscle you’ll be dazzled, but hustlin’s a hassle
percocet, demerol, capsules of paxil
cops wanna cuff you, n-ggas wanna clap you
b-tches might burn you; they runnin’ with that clap too
but the monster made it
do it for those incarcеrated, who had it confiscated
hate it whеn they take powder
upstate he take showers
baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
see her man face-to-face through the glass
on the phone. 10 years he got, chasin’ that cash
cocaine, he had that game in a smash
felt like the towers when the planes went on crash
it wasn’t 9-11, but it was 9-1-1
gave him 9 plus 1, dropped a dime on dun
i told him get his 9 and run
turned himself in, i had to find that dumb
that’s too long
[chorus: jaheim (cam’ron)]
now lord you know, just how hard i try
to live my life and get it right
trying to see some light or even better
(dipset b-tch, dipset b-tch, k!lla, k!lla)
way over way a new day, someday (uh-huh)
yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow (florida y’all with me)
it gets better i know, tell you, i know

[verse 2: cam’ron]
uh, uh
k!lla, uh, uh
ayo, them n-ggas from the three two, said i can’t breeze through
the 40 if i cop bottles, we can’t believe you
me who? please boo, landin’ in that g2
same color as beef stew, favorite letters: gq
that’s me, true, peach/blue, hebrew
lawyer on my side keep me out of jail the fees stew, steep? woo!
but it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through
we the new pe, sh-ttin, pee-ew
to the hood: y’all don’t need me, i need you
’cause my mission’s insane, you couldn’t vision the pain
always a snitch in the game, what you want: prison or fame?
either one, dun, long as my digits the same
he lookin’ frigid, dig it, make sure them digits get changed
’cause i can’t be in h-ll’s cell, shout out to mel mel
cash and h-ll rell, zeek doin’ 3, he even fell, h-ll
he comin’ home on ’07 and 12 cells
’cause you must have known, i can’t trust the phones
for the dough you’ll be like doe, stuck at home
[chorus: jaheim]
now lord you know, just how hard i try
to live my life and get it right
trying to see some light or even better
way over way a new day, someday
yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow
it gets better i know, tell you, i know

[verse 3: cam’ron]
uh, yo
nowadays dog, they raid up in the ballparks
blaze ’em when they cross sharks
we raiders of the lost ark
i’m like a ballplayer, shake up and cross narcs
they get mad when i lay up in the porsche box
more props, r.i.p. my poor pops
can’t see his son shine like the four tops
my antennas will block the scanners
i got blammers, you’ll drop your hammers
lawyers to watch lawyers, cameras to watch cameras
n-ggas to watch b-tches, nana to watch grandma
in pajamas i snuck out to watch santa
now look at k!lla, you gon’ watch santana
k!lla

[chorus till fade out]

- camron

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