Phife Dawg - Only A Coward lyrics

Wooh, yeah, uh
Da, dada, dada, dada, da
Phife Diggy in the place to be
Dada, dada, da
Beat courtesy of 9th Wonder
Uh, huh, yeah
North Cackalack in the house
I don't know what some people
Be thinking, fam
(Da, dada, dada, dada, da)
It's time to like, for real, for real?
Grow up (Dada, dada, da)
For real

Okay fam, you've got
Some explaining to do
Three kids at home for self
While you smokin' with crew? (C'mon)
The iciest of jewels, three
Four foreign whips
Sending cash to random chick


Can't take your seeds on a trip?
They lookin' malnourished
You don't even care
For dinner: bags of Funyuns
Trail mix, gummy bears?
You need your ass whooped
Can't bе right upstairs
Lookin' like a million bucks
Won't do that baby girl's hair?
Jordans one to twelvе, three pair each
Basement full of equipment
I ain't heard one beat
Baby mamas ain't no better
Was hoping things would pan out
But you frontin' like you Diddy
Of course they got their hand out
Send the kids to granny
So the whole hood can hang out
You the Don of the town
Damn, what people do to stand out
Spontaneous cookouts 'til them
Pockets hit a drought
A cee-lo game turned bad?
Your son's about to pull out

Only a coward (Damn)
You better get your ish together (Yeah)
Only a coward, uh
Understand you ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (C'mon, man)
Da, dada, dada, dada, da (Uh, huh)
Da, dada, dada, da (Right)
Dada, dada, da (Right)
Right
(Now here we go)

Hey mama, tell me what's on your mind?
His broke, drug, dealing ass is just
A waste of your time
Physical, verbal abuse is not cool
Son ain't think about you
Won't pick his kids up from school?
I recall you rolling with
Son for that work (Uh, huh)
Amtrak'ing it for self
Weekly rental from Hertz
While you were doing his dirt
Son was chasing them skirts
And to make matters worse
For your sister he thirsts?
What kills me is seeing your smile
At the wedding
Though, you knowingly knew how
I wanted to dead him
But I get it
You were happy 'bout being a wife
But from jump
I knew son wasn't about that life
And since I love you to death
And as your B-F-F
He put his hands on you again
I'm bringing it to his chest
Fronting like he got streets locked
From B-more from Denver
But the sound of the click-clack
Will make his ass surrender

Fuckin' coward (C'mon son)
You better get your ish together (Yeah)
Only a coward, uh (Only a coward, baby)
Understand that we ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (Real talk)
Da, dada, dada, dada, da (Uh, yeah)
Da, dada, dada, da (Yeah, yeah)
Dada, dada, da
Heh-heh-heh-heh
(Alright, now here we go)

Girl named Amina, UAB senior
Born in B-Ham, raised in Charlotte
Labeled as a harlot
Graduating early, fine, yet surly
Stripper at the palace
They call her Miss Pearly
Hmm, wonder why? Fronting like she shy
Future seem bright, ass just right
Met the wrong dude
Now she F'ing up in school
Fast-forward, dropped out
Two seeds popped out
Dreams of Hollywood
Wanted to be an actress
Part-timer at The Vault
But made long moolah on that mattress
Your porn star's favorite
Porn star and then some
Lines of coke became a passion
Fuck whoever, no Magnums?
Shorty, word? That's how we livin'?
Barely a pot to piss in?
Disregarding your children?
How a life full of promise
Gonna get up so horrid?
Six-month preg, pop, pop
Shorty forfeit?
Shorty offed it?
Damn, damn

You better get your ish together
Only a coward
Understand that
We ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (Uh)
Da, dada, dada, dada, da (Right)
True
Only a coward (Da, dada, dada, da)
Dada, dada, da (Yeah, what?)

Da, dada, dada, dada, da
Da, dada, dada, da (Woo)
Dada, dada, da
Da, dada, dada, dada, da
Da, dada, dada, da (Woo)
Dada, dada, da