Shad - Give You All I Can lyrics
[Shad - Give You All I Can lyrics]
Just an ordinary, simple kind of man
That's thankful for your love
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll stay
And it Feels So Good, damn it I miss Ma$e
Always thought Natalie Portman would
Have my mixed race
Kid now she preggo I'll never
Know how those lips taste
Probably better than a barbeque rib cage
Been risqué as Rick James
Since the sixth grade
Learned to kill curatorial art of the mixtape
From dubbin' on cassettes I'd
Construct for a crush
Just before Christmas break
Make a black boy blush
The players made sure the fat boys hush
Before the locker room talk
Turned to tabloid stuff
Had to dust off the pencil and
Throw a note in an overcoat
Best prose I ever wrote, man I had to
Come up with some clever jokes
And be that dude
And make her laugh on the phone late past two
I didn't quite get her but I'm
Better for trying to sweat her
I got the skill with the pen from
Trying to impress her with those letters
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
(I ain't sayin' I'm the man
Understand I just) give you all I can
Oh, baby
(yeah, with God and my fans, understand I)
Give you all I can oh, baby
And Shad's through grad school
Passed cooler than the breeze
But check the thermostat
It ain't cool to have degrees
That's why I burn the track till
It's an urn of ash
Then sell the urn so it speaks
How I earn my cash
On stage trying to perform less and play more
When I record
Trying to speak less and say more
Said it before but that's still
All I pray for to be at peace
Though I'm out here to wage war
Put the metaphor and ball the slang
And what you called a game
I ain't Hall Of Fame
But, I'm? this is all my lane
You're little? raps are to small to hang
Listen name Nate Robinson
My hooks ain't Nate Dogg
They just little pauses so y'all
Can change your drawers again it's me baby
Only down by three baby
One more make and we goin' to OT baby
That's thankful for your love
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
And I'll stay
And it Feels So Good, damn it I miss Ma$e
Always thought Natalie Portman would
Have my mixed race
Kid now she preggo I'll never
Know how those lips taste
Probably better than a barbeque rib cage
Been risqué as Rick James
Since the sixth grade
Learned to kill curatorial art of the mixtape
From dubbin' on cassettes I'd
Construct for a crush
Just before Christmas break
Make a black boy blush
The players made sure the fat boys hush
Before the locker room talk
Turned to tabloid stuff
Had to dust off the pencil and
Throw a note in an overcoat
Best prose I ever wrote, man I had to
Come up with some clever jokes
And be that dude
And make her laugh on the phone late past two
I didn't quite get her but I'm
Better for trying to sweat her
I got the skill with the pen from
Trying to impress her with those letters
And I'll give you all I can oh, baby
(I ain't sayin' I'm the man
Understand I just) give you all I can
Oh, baby
(yeah, with God and my fans, understand I)
Give you all I can oh, baby
And Shad's through grad school
Passed cooler than the breeze
But check the thermostat
It ain't cool to have degrees
That's why I burn the track till
It's an urn of ash
Then sell the urn so it speaks
How I earn my cash
On stage trying to perform less and play more
When I record
Trying to speak less and say more
Said it before but that's still
All I pray for to be at peace
Though I'm out here to wage war
Put the metaphor and ball the slang
And what you called a game
I ain't Hall Of Fame
But, I'm? this is all my lane
You're little? raps are to small to hang
Listen name Nate Robinson
My hooks ain't Nate Dogg
They just little pauses so y'all
Can change your drawers again it's me baby
Only down by three baby
One more make and we goin' to OT baby