Issue No 141 Kitchen Table Lyrics
Kitchen Table by Issue No. 141
Kitchen table that's where I work my skills
Momma worked in...just to pay those bills
People always ask
And I was...so real
I can't yell to feel the shit he feels
I mean this is how it goes
When you love with all your heart
There is pieces of your soul
Let these people in your home like you owe something
All those people creep like it's the only place
They aren't afraid
Keeping me distracted like they're in my living room
That's for a while
Momma I'll get something
...I hope you hear it too
And if not maybe I'll be the one to help you get you through
So come on inside ,you'd rather see
Take off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I'll show you in my crib something
Show you the way a nigga lives ,lives
Come on inside,don't got shit to hide
It's me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is my word and my balls
Tell me you desire enough for you
Kitchen table
That's where I hold my skills
Town made me think
That the shit so real
Man,this shit is so real
Man this shit is so real
I'll be saying how I feel
Giving all my doubts
...I know my friends,they're listening
You kind of chill
They don't deal you at all
...niggaz let's speak no more
Let's make music to move you like Mistletoe
Rappers they got dreams and all my listing goes
Giving you all they have
Sometimes...
Damn!
I guess I'm in my own land
...how can you feel so much pain?
But you act like you're used to
With so much pain
So come on inside ,you'd rather see
Take off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I'll show you in my crib something
Show you the way a nigga lives ,lives
Come on inside,don't gotshit to hide
It's me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is my word and my balls
Tell me you desire enough for you
Kitchen table,kitchen table
...I'm so grateful
If you can talk proud and say I made you
And I'll be like you right,thank you!
So let's get out of this kitchen
Take a walk down the hall
A couple of ...on the stairs
A couple on the wall
See outside that window?
Right there I would...
Drive there every night
There was my ...
Ima say you come inside before the lights is on
And thank God that I could write this song
I probably wouldn't be alive at all
If it wasn't for her and that table I was writing on
You see I put my life on songs
Cause I know this is the only thing left
Before my life is gone
I'll be giving you all real
You see this is my open house
I don't go
Momma worked in...just to pay those bills
People always ask
And I was...so real
I can't yell to feel the shit he feels
I mean this is how it goes
When you love with all your heart
There is pieces of your soul
Let these people in your home like you owe something
All those people creep like it's the only place
They aren't afraid
Keeping me distracted like they're in my living room
That's for a while
Momma I'll get something
...I hope you hear it too
And if not maybe I'll be the one to help you get you through
So come on inside ,you'd rather see
Take off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I'll show you in my crib something
Show you the way a nigga lives ,lives
Come on inside,don't got shit to hide
It's me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is my word and my balls
Tell me you desire enough for you
Kitchen table
That's where I hold my skills
Town made me think
That the shit so real
Man,this shit is so real
Man this shit is so real
I'll be saying how I feel
Giving all my doubts
...I know my friends,they're listening
You kind of chill
They don't deal you at all
...niggaz let's speak no more
Let's make music to move you like Mistletoe
Rappers they got dreams and all my listing goes
Giving you all they have
Sometimes...
Damn!
I guess I'm in my own land
...how can you feel so much pain?
But you act like you're used to
With so much pain
So come on inside ,you'd rather see
Take off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I'll show you in my crib something
Show you the way a nigga lives ,lives
Come on inside,don't gotshit to hide
It's me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is my word and my balls
Tell me you desire enough for you
Kitchen table,kitchen table
...I'm so grateful
If you can talk proud and say I made you
And I'll be like you right,thank you!
So let's get out of this kitchen
Take a walk down the hall
A couple of ...on the stairs
A couple on the wall
See outside that window?
Right there I would...
Drive there every night
There was my ...
Ima say you come inside before the lights is on
And thank God that I could write this song
I probably wouldn't be alive at all
If it wasn't for her and that table I was writing on
You see I put my life on songs
Cause I know this is the only thing left
Before my life is gone
I'll be giving you all real
You see this is my open house
I don't go