Trouble Won't Last (Interlude)

Malik Yusef
 Background Vocals: Carl Thomas
 But I'm sayin'
 Here I am, say lying and praying
 That I'm laying something hot
 Cuz baby, it's cold outside
 And even when it's not, it still is
 Baby shorties ask me what the deal is
 Not listenin' to they mom and them
 Cuz they all know what they talkin' 'bout, like Willis
 I say what shorty desire, be what real is
 And when I first came to her
 I was still wet behind the ears
 So I was just the lame to her
 I heard older cats lay claim to her
 And say they speak game to her
 But they never put a name to her
 So I called her desire
 Like so many street cars that I did for
 For her promises, little brothers, there bids for
 And little sisters sacrifice they head for
 Even street-wise vets wind up dead for
 See she will attempt to straight pimp you
 You'll scream "Fuck the world"
 But soon go them too
 She proclaim that my esteem was way off the rack
 I had style but it was the Caddy I lack
 The gangsta white walls and the diamond in the back
 I asked her was she white or black
 She said neither one, or somewhere in between
 Plus she was mean and had been seen
 In places where cats got big faces
 Has made some trade in freestyles for freebases
 I knew that my best friend was meddling
 But I continued peddling
 But I got arrested before I got rich
 Trying to make some scratch
 Like trigger fingers that itch
 She told me she call me an ambulance
 If I ever called her a bitch
 (I'm so glad)
 Alright, I tried to be online
 (Trouble don't last)
 But the matrix had a major glitch
 (Always)
 She said my style could never switch
 I was her nigger for life
 (Always)
 She said her peeps
 Probably couldn't pronounce Malik Yusef
 But they could pronounce us man and wife
 (I'm so glad)
 So the script I attempted to flip, flop
 (Trouble don't last)
 Flip floppin' to backwards, know
 (Always)
 In the backseats