Le rappeur T.I. et la chanteuse Mary J.Blige en duo
Le rappeur T.I. et la chanteuse Rn'B Mary J. Blige viennent de diffuser un duo intitulé Remember Me, extrait de la réédition collector de l'album Paper Trail de l'Américain, sorti en 2008. C'est bien connu, le R'n'B et le rap vont souvent de pair. La preuve en est avec ce nouveau single. Remember Me, disponible sur le MySpace de T.I. , est le premier extrait de la nouvelle version de l'album Paper Trail du rappeur d'Atlanta, provisoirement intitulé Paper Trail : Case Closed, à paraître le 4 août prochain aux Etats-Unis. Il a été produit par l'Américain Polow Da Don, qui a déjà travaillé avec Will Smith , Chris Brown , Ciara, Kelly Rowland , Fergie , Usher, ou encore The Pussycat Dolls. Dans les paroles de ce duo, T.I., de son vrai nom Clifford Joseph Harris Jr, évoque sa peine de prison pour port d'armes illégal et explique qu'il veut que les gens se souviennent de lui. Pas de doute là-dessus ! En attendant la sortie d'un nouvel album studio de T.I., la réédition collector du sixième opus du rappeur devrait être agrémentée de cinq nouvelles chansons, dont à confirmer Like It Do, en duo avec le rappeur The-Dream et My Dear avec la chanteuse R'n'B Ciara. Les morceaux Out in the Cold avec le groupe pop-punk Fall Out Boy, On Top of the World avec Kanye West ou bien encore Hell of a Life pourraient également faire partie de ces titres inédits. Pour une sortie collector, en voilà une belle !
[Intro: T.I.] Yeahhhhh (hey!) Hahaha, hey, hey, ha (all right) Aight Toomp man, this what the folks been waitin on I guess (that's right) Let's give it to 'em baby (hey!) Grand Hustle nigga Ay man, they been waitin on this shit since "What You Know" huh? Yeahhhh, it's the king bitch! Aight my nigga, the wait is over nigga Hey, hey!
[T.I.] One for the money, two for the show dawg Three for the niggaz hatin on the low, y'all Know a picture's worth a million words I'ma show y'all Death before dishonor, family befo' all Without the braids I'm the closest thing to O-Dog Minus the testimony; say it ain't so homie Hey! Shorty like that, don't he? World hopped off my jock, I got 'em right back on it Ohh! Step back, brush myself off Picked in and back up right where I left off I could show my dough that other guys just talk Hey where I live just as big as yo' projects dawg AY! Ha ha, better check my swagger How I walk, how I talk, how I stack that cheddar What I drive, how I dress, nigga less just better A hundred stacks on that nigga I'm just, better Hahahaha, somebody better tell 'em mayne They swag owe my swag everythang It's very plain to see you study me awful hard To the point that my swag need a bodyguard I'd like to thank you cause in all of y'all oughta be havin y'all swag sendin mines an apology A lot of little me's I see, got beef But what's the possibilities? Stop seek, you not me Hardly worth a hill of beans, step up to the guillotine Get decapitated, don't see how half of you rappers made it Say good-bye to the fame and fortune, c'est la vie And what the game need with you nigga? They got me I ride through the city, so clean, seat really low Automo-bil-ey so, pretty but I'm illy though No comparison, ain't a nigga mo', thorough than this gangsta American flow, doper than heroin King like Evelyn, champagne mayne So deranged and belligerent; right up there with Benjamin Who? Andre 3K, B.I.G., Jay-Z, UGK Scarface, Makaveli the great, Wayne, Common, Kanye and, Lupe
So fuck what you say, you welcome to add to you may Bet they say as of today I'm back on top like a toupee Hey! All objections overruled, it's overdue Both hype, it's over too, I'm so high, up over you Same guy you see in the streets is as fly as here in the booth So don't be surprised when you meet me to see I'm really the truth Ooh, so uncouth, nigga who want proof? Must agree if shit I did can't no one undo I stay on my, one-two, nigga who want two? Turn a brunch into a brawl, do what you gon' do I'm why it's, hot as a bitch in here still, cool as a Frigidaire This year I'm on a mission dear, think that was somethin missin here
[Rihanna] You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy clothes And then you'll see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows, who you are -are So live your life, ay ay ay Instead of chasing that paper Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay You got no time for no haters Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay No telling where it'll take you Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay 'Cause I'm a paper chaser Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
[T.I] Nevermind what haters say, ignore them 'till they fade away Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away Safe to say I paved the way, for you can't get paid today You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait I never been a hater still I love them, yeah I graze the way Some say they so yay and no they couldn 't even work on Labor day It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey I'm West side anyway, even if I left the day it fades away Some move away to make a way not move away 'cause they afraid I'll go back to the hood and all you ever did was hate away I pray for patience but they make me want to face away Like I once made them scream, now I could make them plead their case away Been thuggin' all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break If you ever see me catch a case, and watch my future fade away
[Rihanna] You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy clothes And then you'll see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows, who you are-are So live your life, ay ay ay Instead of chasing that paper Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay You got no time for no haters Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay No telling where it'll take you Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay 'Cause I'm a paper chaser Just living my life
[T.I] I'm the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick Whoever had problems, they reckonsile they just holla 'till If that don't work and just fails, then turn around and follow 'till I got love for the game but ay I'm not in love with all of it I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy The hootin' and the hollerin', back and forth with the argueing Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive And checks until your bank account, and you're about poverted Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly Unhappy with the riches 'cause you pis-pone morraly Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren't we ?
[Rihanna] You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars And then you'll see, you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows, who you are-are So live your life, ay ay ay Instead of chasing that paper Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay You got no time for no inters Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay No telling where it'll take you Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay 'Cause I'm a paper chaser Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) now everybody watcha wanna do, come walk in my shoes and see the way I'm livin if you really want to get my mind and my money, and I'm not going nowhere, So keep on gettin your paper And keep on climbing Look in the mirror and keep on shining Till the game ends, till the clock stops We gon' post up on the top spot Livin the life, the life In a brand new city got my whole team with me The life, my life I do what I wanna do I'm livin my life, my life I will never lose, I'm livin my life, my life And I'm not stopping
Chorus:] Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet it's so tight A gas of a jet for you tonight Baby you could go where ever you like I said you could go where ever you like Yeah
[Verse 1:] Anytime you want to pick up the telephone You know it ain't nothin to drop a couple stacks on you Wanted you could get it my dear Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's I swear Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it, go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet
[Chorus:] Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet it's so tight A gas of a jet for you tonight Baby you could go where ever you like I said you could go where ever you like Yeah
[Verse 2:] Shawty you da hottest of the way you drop it Brain so good (good) school you went to college Hundred deposit, vacations hit the tropics Cause errbody know it ain't trickin if ya got it Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet Long as I got rubberband banks in my pocket Five six, adds with rims and a pocket kit Ya ain't gotta downgrade you can get what I get
My chick could have what she want And goin every store for any bag she want And know she ain't never had a man like that To buy you anything ya own desire I that Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it, go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet
[Chorus:] Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like Yeah Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like
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[Verse 3:] Rize in big boy ice Let me put this big boy in yo life Thang get so wet, ya hit so right Let me put this big boy in yo life That's right Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it, go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet
[Chorus:] Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet it's so tight A gas of a jet for you tonight Baby you could go where ever you like I said you could go where ever you like Y
Paroles T.I. Dead And Gone [Feat. Justin Timberlake]
Chorus: Ooooooo I ve been travelin on this road to long Just trying to find my way back home The old me is dead and gone… dead and gone… dead and gone Ooooooo I ve been travelin on this road to long Just trying to find my way back home The old me is dead and gone… dead and gone… eeyy
Verse 1 (T.I.) Ever had one of dem days u wish woulda stayd home Run into a group of ni&&as getting they hate on U walk by they get wrong u reply then sh*t get blown Way outta proportion way past discussion Just u against them, pick one then rush em Figure u get your hair? that next They don’t wanna stop there now they bussin Now u gushin, ambulance rushin u to the hospital with a bad concussion Plus ya hit 4 times plus it hit ya spine paralyzed waist down now ya wheel chair bound Nevermind that now u lucky to be alive, Just think it all started u fussin with 3 guys Now ya pride in the way but ya pride is the way u could *uck around get shot die anyday Ni&&as die every day all over bull sh*t dope money dice game ordinary hood sh*t Could this be cuz of hip hop music or did the ones with the good sense not use it Usually ni&&as don’t kno what to do when their back against the wall so they just start shootin For red or for blue or for blo I guess, from Bankhead or from your projects No more stress, now im straight, now I get it now I take Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family’s sake That part of me left yesterday the heart of me is strong today No regrets im blessed to say the old me dead and gone away.
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Verse 2 (T.I.) I aint never been scared, I lived through tragedy Situation coulda been dead lookin back at it Most of that sh*t didn’t even have to happen But u don’t think about it when u out there trappin In apartments hangin smokin and rappin Ni&&as start sh*t didn’t next thing ya kno we cappin Get locked up then didn’t even get mad Now think about damn what a life I had Most of that sh*t look back just laugh Some sh*t still look back just sad Maybe my homboy still be around Had I not hit the ni&&a in the mouth that time I won that fight, I lost that war I can still see my ni&&a walkin out that door Who’da thought I’d never see Philant no more Got enough dead homies I don’t want no more Cost a ni&&a his job, cost me more I’da took that ass-whoopin now for sure Now think before I risk my life Take them chances to get my stripe A ni&&a put his hands on me alright Otherwise stand there talk sh*t all night Cuz I hit you , you sue me,
I shoot you, get locked up, who me? No more stress, now im straight, now I get it now I take Time to think before I make mistakes just for my family’s sake That part of me left yesterday the heart of me is strong today No regrets im blessed to say the old me dead and gone away.
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Verse 3 (J.T.) I turn my head to the east… I don’t see nobody by my side I turn my head to the west… still nobody in sight So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride That old me is dead and gone, but the new me will be alright I turn my head to the east… I don’t see nobody by my side I turn my head to the west… still nobody in sight So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride That old me is dead and gone, but the new me will be alright
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