[LL Cool J] [Thomas harmonizing in background]
  I'ma give all y'all somethin, word up
  Word up - all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
  Uh-huh.. they gon' be like,
  "Yo you, you need to listen to that joint L made"
  Heh-heh.. word up
  That's the joint you gotta listen to, y'knahmean?
  Check this out y'all
    I got the key that fits the lock of a real dog's mind B
  The answer to the question chicks ask most the time see
  Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat?
  Slap me one day then Sunday he's so sweet?
  To me and mine, this nigga's hard to define
  cause he beefin when he broke but he arrogant when he shine
  It fucks you up, you wonder if you wastin time
  Mention marriage, he lit a Dutch and peeped out the blinds
  What different niggaz feels in they hearts is scary
  I used to say shit like,
  "C'mon baby, you should be honored to share me"
  She used to throw the cakes up, plus the burger was hairy
  I used to have to think of shit to keep 'em comin, you niggaz feel me?
  Baby or no baby I wasn't loyal or nuttin
  Just me and my niggaz on tour, frontin and hittin somethin
  Red lipstick prints all over my drawers
  Oh you wanna be an actress huh? Well my movie's hardcore
  Like Dungeons & Dragons; gettin brains in a Benz wagon
  Step out, jeans saggin, crew laughin
  Gettin blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
  Nuttin but the dog in me needin to be released
  This is us
    [Chorus: Carl Thomas]
    You know that I do, the best that I can
  But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
  I try to please you, and be your man
  But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
    [LL Cool J]
  The flipside of the coin, what team you wanna join?
  You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposin your tenderloins
  in every rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty shit to say
  Need to go home, wash your kids up, and put your tits away
  Me and my clique in motion, champagne and Alize
  Got your mind bubblin crazy, wanna flip Cool J
  Spend your last on your hairdo, but you ain't save a dime
  to put your child through college baby, now have you?
  Go get a job interview, your bad-ass kids a curfew
  and skip that "Bills Bills" shit broads is goin through
  I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute
  Child born with a destiny only God can dispute
  Players giggle and laugh, flashin gats and cash
  My dogs don't care about you Boo, they like your ass
  Told me if I call and your man answer, ask for L
  so he can say, "No L live here," our code is ill
  Tell him you about to catch a flick with Sherell
  Plottin and schemin in the shower, masturbatin on the cell
  The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know
  That nigga we grew up with, son from next do'
  My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
  but the demons in my life set fire to my dough
  I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge
  like the devil's pumpin hate through my heart with a syringe
  This is us
    [Chorus]
    [LL Cool J]
  They say a man gon' be a man, but that's only half the scenario
  You nag a cat, you givin him a license to fuck a hoe
  When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello
  Not hear all that bullshit, bout, "Nigga where you go?"
  Fried chicken ready, t-shirt and panties at the stove
  Messages written down, blunt rolled ready to go
  Give me a hug, not too long, give me space
  When a cat got issues don't need you all up in his face
  Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
  If it's rainin outside, chill, listen to the drizzle
  Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
  Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band
  (?) wash it, enjoy the flavor, I return the favor
  This behavior, should save ya
  from me all night freakin, with a nineteen year-old
  half naked Puerto Rican, creamy ass leakin
  Every man will agree, when she nag it's killin me
  I don't always wanna talk about how the world is shittin on me
  I sip some Alize and meditate the pain away
  And get in my own zone where I wanna be alone for solo
  Reminisce with photos
  And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?
  Chill, relax baby, support me from the background
  Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round
  complain about, who's tradin ass for cash
  If there ain't no trust then just us can't last
  This is us, I know you feelin that
  Think about that shit, word up
    [Chorus]
    [Carl Thomas]
  Your man, your man, your man
  Everything we've been through yeah
  All the places we've been yeah
  Just don't know if I'll be the same again, ha
  Ever since you walked all all over me, ha
  And even if we bring this back together, ha
  You know it won't be the same, no no no no
  No no no no no, ha
  Ohhh I, I, baby I, tried to be your man
  Whoahoahhohhh, ohhhhh yeahhhhh
  Hooo hooo hooo
  Can't you hear meee? Can't you hear meee?
  Whoahhhh..