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(How much longer we suffer from hunger?)
(How longer will we suffer?)
[Intro - DJ On Point - (*echo*)
Make sure you pay attention on this joint
We call this one
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My nigga G, downtown
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(How longer will we suffer from hunger?)
(How longer will we suffer from hunger?)
[Joe Budden - talking the Intro] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in that mood
[Verse 1 - Joe Budden] (*Emanny throughout*)
Her name was Chyna Doll, real name
Stripped out in
, a regular show (uh)
hopper, couldn't tell her nada
Can't even talk to her, if it ain't about a dollar (can't even talk to her, if it ain't a dollar)
Stayed in the latest, Esay, Gucci,
Two kids, no with the father
(no with the father, OH!)
She nineteen, lookin the truth is sickenin (WHAT?)
But boo was trickin, to pay tuition (school tuition)
A figure with the best complexion (with the best complexion)
With no ratchet on her, usin sex as a
(usin sex as a weapon)
Her named Jerome (her man's named Jerome)
sweetheart, but just came home for some charges unknown (for some charges unknown)
It's probably (probably domestic), he be beatin her ass
Chyna still go to work like she be needin the
Got his on her ankle
impolite, I made it rain on her once and bitch (BITCH!) couldn't say 'thank you' (OH!)
Call me loose, but fuck shorty too
I'm 36, 24, 42
She be at The Tea Cup
(be at The Tea Cup)
Drunk of and E'd up
A +Black Girl Lost+, she need Jesus (she Jesus)
Bisexual, live her life on the
Newark niggas used to through spikin her drink
Puttin in her liquor (in her liquor)
throwin dubs when tip her
She high, makin it clap, screamin 'fuck other niggas!' (fuck them other niggas!)
Jerome type jealous, used to come through at niggas
That put they on her (used to come through clappin at niggas that put they hands on her)
Cause of the insanity, fired her from Fantasies (cause of the insanity, fired her Fantasies)
man's fantasy, sufferin from vanity (every man's fantasy, sufferin from vanity, OH!)
I 'member she went for a short stint
So she started fuckin niggas to pay her rent (so she started fuckin niggas just to pay her rent)
Started fuckin anybody that would get her bent (anybody would get her bent)
Frequentin hotels and cars with dark tints (frequentin hotels and with dark tints)
But she never home, in the world fulfillin her
It's a disease, grandmother takin of her seeds
Now everybody she be with (she be with), gettin her weeded (keep gettin her weeded)
She dropped out of school, felt it was no longer
Low self-esteem, a broken home and dreams
Got Chyna out of her jeans
Get money by any means, wearin anything that's tight
Pretties up the outside, to cover up what's
That one time bad bitch (dog), even look average
her friend's clothes, no more money for
Saks (for Saks Fifth)
Jerome proposed, now they marriage (awaitin marriage)
Little did he know how niggas had smashed it (whoa, whoa, oh, HO!)
Dre used to pipe her, them two was
It was more than just beatin, I'm he really liked her (guessin he really liked her)
Dre got a girl, maybe not with the
See her name is Faith, but he ain't never faithful (never been faithful)
She to get raiseful, yellin out 'I hate you!' (I hate you!)
Been with him since he was broke and he ain't grateful (he grateful)
Now the nigga's able, financially (financially stable)
But she turned the tables, went and got some other mates too (went and got some mates too)
never stopped her from rummagin through his shit
Dre neglectin home, fuckin with this bitch
Takin her on vacas, pick her up for late
Spent his whole check on her damn every pay day
Already fought when he caught Dre at the strip club
Chyna givin him a lap dance, gettin her tits
Zipper down like he just finished his dick sucked
'Rome threw his up, but Dre couldn't give a fuck (OH!)
Security 'em out, speakers blastin DJ Unk
I saw Jerome runnin over his trunk
But Chyna came and it, before Jerome popped it
Dre ain't nothin, kept creepin, he ain't stop shit (he ain't stop shit)
I tried to talk to him, he ain't the message
She lookin skinny, exceedin anorexic
Coughin every minute (OH!), which to me of hinted (OH!)
If you gon' have ya cape on, nigga take her to the (nigga take her to the clinic)
But he don't want to and no he never told me
He bring that bitch everywhere, treat her like a
I know dude, I already know that when he go her
He wide open, he divin in, no (no rubber)
I seen this comin, call me a psychic (call me a psychic)
He tryin keep on her, bought her a Sidekick (bought her a Sidekick, OH!)
See every other night, pick her up in that Hybrid (pick her up in Hybrid)
You got a girl nigga, at least do it in (at least do it in private)
I mean he treatin Chyna like a fly chick (like a fly chick)
dirty to her like 'Damn, love how you ride dick' (damn, love how you ride dick, OH!)
She be on top screamin, 'Daddy, how you it?' (OH!)
But not long found out he had the virus (OH!)
Now he's heated, anger's seeded (anger's deep seeded)
He she runnin 'round, fuckin with this deep secret (fuckin with this deep secret)
Not even thinkin about her man or her
Dre turned around and took her for takin his
And I ain't mad at you for a few chips
I thought you knew than wifin that loose bitch
You never heard 'don't lay your head, you shit?'
You got your shovel out, dug a huge ditch
Dumb motherfucker, now you facin two
And can't even run from the law, you too sick (and even run from the law, you too sick)
Jerome wasted no time where dude live
He came in blazin fifth in dude's ribs
That's two individuals gone for God's
Jerome went to jail days after her wake
Dre's girl at home, in shock, she believe it
Wishin she would've told him her big, big secret
[Outro - Joe Budden - (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in mood yet?
Maybe ain't hear me
Y'all in that yet?
I don't they understand me (I don't think they understand me)
Let the guitars out (let the guitars rock out)
If I to fast, maybe you listenin to slow
Ya (ya heard?)
[DJ On Point - talking behind (*echo*)
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