Flatbush Zombies - U&I lyrics

Don't be anxious or impatient cause I
I wanna hold you close and never let go

Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
But you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit
Recordin' in the 'Stuy
And I get so high that
I forgot 'bout last night, right
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
But you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit
Recordin' in the 'Stuy
And I get so high that
I forgot 'bout last night, right

In a world (in a world) full of
Thieves (full of thieves) we see diamonds
(we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue
(if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you
(If I miss you) it's cause you're
Deep (it's cause you're deep) in a world
(in a world) full of
Thieves (full of thieves) we see diamonds
(we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue
(if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you
(If I miss you) it's cause you're
Deep (it's cause you're deep)

Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin'
Streets have been unforgivin' smoke weed
Hold deep conversations with winners
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
Written in stone, so when I'm gone
They 'uggin' our breath
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
There's six grams in the blunt
On a mission to find myself
Growin' and breakin' ties
Cryin' and savin' lives
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
But I don't really give a fuck
If we ain't in your rotation
I put the heart up on this
Bitch and can't nobody take it
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby
Gon' make it
Check it, but these my brothers
Love 'em to death
Written in stone, until I'm gone
We puffin' the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch
SoundScan's shuttin' down now

I put the bread down on
Something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man
I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow there it is
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Brothers look the other way
Nothing come to trouble mate
This is why I love you dog
I'm smokin' at your mama's crib
My brother not a local
My brother travel continents
No need to find a hotel
My brothers got the couch and shit

Debra's only son
He was conceived in King's County
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb
The only child
And his momma workin' three jobs
One was dealin' with drama
'Cause I was wildin'
He used to rarely see his father
They seperated
Couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there hustlin'
Tryin' to be a provider
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny
Into a million dollars
They tell you 'bout my family
That bipolar disorder and due to karma
My first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man
It wasn’t a lie
Man, this life, is filled with stress
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
I sit alone and reflect
Took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
Aunt Pam died from cancer
I quit them cigarettes
Weight of world on my shoulder
I just finished my reps
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
Feelin' so self-destructive
Like I’m clingin' to death
Took my five-digit check and
Copped some bigger baguettes
Took a look at my ring
Finger charm on my neck
Still in touch with myself
That flashy shit won't prevail
I really shopping for happiness
But that shit ain't for sale
But if you don’t show ‘em then they
Won’t think you do it well
I heard that blood's thicker
Than them Atlanta strippers
But these my brothers
Ain't got real brothers to
Know the difference and, Erick, if I could
I'd give your mama my kidney
'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Load 4-5
(Rah rah) pull homicide for my niggas
Word up, 'cause you my brothers
Love 'em to death written in stone
I take my heart and rip it out my chest
To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang
Rotten flesh
That's to the death, nigga no more
Nothing less
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
I'm takin' care of your seeds
Even if that means millions
In fees for custody
She wildin' out on court, I’m like
"Give that bitch what she needs"
("Order in the court!") Judge
Please ("Order!")
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
I know we still got a whole
Lot of world tourin' to do
The game is supposed to be locked in
I leak through like a real bad pussy pad
Watch me seep through
Eww, it’s Darky, baby a whole different hue
My grand daddy got 8 balls come and get a cue
I come from the struggle, motherfucker
Get a clue
Headshot, red dot, now make a move

In a world (in a world) full of
Thieves (full of thieves) we see diamonds
(we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue
(if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you
(If I miss you) it's cause you're
Deep (it's cause you're deep) in a world
(in a world) full of
Thieves (full of thieves) we see diamonds
(we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue
(if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you
(If I miss you) it's cause you're
Deep (it's cause you're deep)