Lifted Page #3

that's a white boy, man?

Come on.

# I open up my eyes,

I miss you #

# Every time I fall asleep,

I miss you #

# I want to scream

- Your boy got some flavor, man.

- Uh-huh.

# Every day is all about

how I miss you #

# Every time I close my eyes,

I miss you #

# Every day, walking the streets

to be near you #

All right.

# I feel you

# How can I help it?

# You know I miss you

He leaves this part

instrumental

For me to freestyle.

Oh, does he, now?

So let me see something.

Let me hear something, man.

What's going on?

- You first.

- Come on, man.

Oh, all right.

It's like that?

# I miss her much

# You know she gold

# My version

of Janet Jackson #

# With a little extra

bit of soul #

# You know how we roll

# Off the wall, on the floor

# By the shore

# Of the beautiful

river Jordan #

# Early in the morning till

we get up out this sand trap #

# With terminator gat

# On an adrenaline high

# Semper fi,

do or die #

# Cross the line,

bullets fly #

# 'cause it's you or I

# Guns smoking like sun spots

# Who got the drop?

# My band of brothers

light it up #

# Keeping it hot,

hoo-ah! #

All:
# Hoo-ah!

Come on.

Check it.

# It's the little things

I miss the most #

# At home with my son

sharing the mic post #

# When we suddenly overcome

# With the smell

of my wife's roast #

# Then we both know

to finish the song #

# I'm spitting,

he's hitting the right notes #

# If y'all were sitting there

hearing it #

# You would be swearing

it couldn't be white folks #

# And I might boast

# 'cause all that I have

to grasp #

# Are weapons and rifles

# As long as I rep

with my brother disciples #

# But a light goes,

give me restart #

# I can't see

the eyes of my son #

# And I welcome the day

to lay down my gun #

# And into my arms he will run

# I open up my eyes,

I miss you #

# Every time I fall asleep,

I miss you #

# I want to scream and shout

How can you do this?

Is this legal?

You listen to me.

My husband is in Afghanistan.

He's serving this country.

Do you understand?

If you're so sorry,

Then why

are you doing this to us?

I have to go now.

What's going on, mom?

[Sighing]

It seems that

we can't cover our mortgage

On your father's

military salary.

What?

The house

is going into foreclosure.

No.

No, wait.

I'll get a job.

No.

If anybody gets a job,

it's gonna be me.

And I just-

I tried for four months,

But it-you know?

This was apparently

a bad mortgage

That the bank tricked us

into signing with lower rates,

And now they want

to raise those rates

To three times as much and-

Which I don't understand.

And they don't care that

your father's on active duty.

What are we supposed to do?

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