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missy misdemeanor elliott - my struggles lyrics

(feat. mary j. blige, grand puba)

[grand puba]
yeah, missy elliott, grand puba

[missy elliott]
y’all don’t really know who i am, god d-mn
i’m like grease in the frying pan cause i am
bacon, eggs, toast, b-tter
smooth s-xy lover more fresh than others
go ask your brother if y’all don’t believe
i control the industry cause missy in the lead
{-scratching-} uhh, i’m talkin to you man
with my upper hand, the fans call me dapper dan
when i was young my pops, throw rocks
always sh-t talk to my moms and call the cops
couldn’t wait ’til i was nice and grown
sick of daddy mouth ’til six in the morn’
on and on and on ’til the record scratch
and if i made a few scr-ps i would never come back (yes!)
take moms with me and a few adat’s
and make a song about dad and tell pops he’s a rat (yes!)
oah-kayyyyy!

[scratched] hold up

[chorus 2x: missy elliott]
y’all don’t really know my life
y’all don’t really know my struggles and how much liquor i guzzle (yes!)
y’all don’t really know my fears
and how many years to get here but i’m ready to rumble

[grand puba]
yeah, i be that throwback cat, i throwback ‘gnac
i spit hot raps, then i check my traps
pockets stop the bulk, green up like the hulk
ram up in somethin like that n-gg- marshall faulk
i’m a low key n-gg-, a og n-gg-
entertain my guests in “the bas-m-nt” like tigger
grand puba and the name ring bells
and if it ain’t about paper i don’t waste my sells
so the new school new school need to learn yo
i burn baby burn like a hunt’s pointe ho

[missy elliott]
yo yo puba, hold up
let’s take ’em back on some “411” sh-t
ma-ryyyy!

[beat changes]

[mary j. blige]
i’m mary j. blige, for a fact i don’t rap
i’m known around the map to always make a comeback
i went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers
stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then i had recovered
had to pay them bills, the places i lived
messin with them cats that’s said to get i had to give
i had to tell them back up cause i was quick to smack ’em up
i didn’t give a what, mary j. would act up

[chorus: missy + (mary)]
y’all don’t really know my struggles
(i had two or three jobs i had to juggle)
and all them liquor shots from the pain i covered
(strugglin from the break-ups with my lover)
(y’all don’t know the half) don’t know the half
(i’m better off now that was in the past)
i had to take the good stuff with the bad
now i’m (thankful for the little things that i have)

[scratched] i’m mary j. blige, for a fact i don’t rap
[scratched] grand puba, and the name ring bells
[scratched] i’m mary j. blige, for a fact i don’t rap
[scratched] grand puba, and the name ring bells

- missy misdemeanor elliott lyrics

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