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Too Late

Intro/Chorus: Shelene

Too late, too late baby, bye-bye

I'll be there tonight

You'll get left behind

Now's my time to shine

Verse One: Grand Puba

Now I got the best birthday present when my ass born

It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer

Life was kind of hard livin in hell's backyard

Didin't have a job, honey fronted on the GOD

Shorty racing, only hollering at cats who be lacin

She had some shit with her, she was caught up in the glitter

"Brother come see me when you get five digits bigger"

Oh that's the way you tryin to doo-doo on a nigga

She likes the lavish, no time for a brother livin average

Play the knees for the cheese like a savage

Now she lost and turned out, rotten teeth in her mouth

cos she ran the wrong route

Shorty 'member me, now I'm seven digits bigger

Platinum artist status, mad cheese from Hilfiger

Now ya feelin me because you're smoked out and high

but too late baby, bye-bye


Verse Two: Lord Jamar

I wish you could have been there when I had my first fight

The other kid said he was gonna get his father

I didn't bother to respond cos I knew that you was gone

Forced to carry on and teach myself right from wrong

As far back as I can remember you was never around

In September it was back to school

The eldest member of my family so I packed the tool

It made a nigga feel manly when I smacked a fool

with it, could've schooled me on pussy before I hit it

Or took me to a park with a ball and said "Hit it"

But we was all left in the dark, accepting the parts

of you we was able to get, affectin my heart

Nowadays you expecting to start, anew

when I lived my whole life apart from you

Too late you better check the due date

See there's no explanation for the expiration


Bridge: Sherene

It's too late, bye-bye

Oh bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeee, yeah

It's too late, bye-bye, oh babe



Verse Three: Sadat X

Niggas disrespect my crib droppin ashes on the floor

Another half of beer I'm findin behind the chair

Let you meal like you wish but you can't even wash a dish

but you love to eat and rest them stink ass feet

And blow up my telephone line like you was home

Seen a nigga make five quick calls to the dome

Ride around all day, 'Dro-ed or hash

I ain't never heard once "Can I help you with gas?"

I ain't never heard "X, can I buy you a meal?"

But if we going downtown niggas is ready to wheel

Now if you broke you broke, you got five dollars, give me one

Cos most likely I'll give it back before the day is done

If I'm spendin and bending, you should do it pendin

That day when you break out and finally get your cake

But I don't let that stress me cos life is but a test, B

And every waken day, I'ma stay okay

Chorus to fade

Too Late /

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