Petey Pablo Album

We gon' do it (we gotta stand by)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round yo' head
Spin it like a helicopter
North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-huh, this one's for who?
Us, us, us

[Petey Pablo]
Who am I? Petey Pab motherfucker
The first to put it down for North Carolina
But guess what (what?), it's been worth it
I'ma superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point six (see the car!)
Black fifty-four from the front to back
and got a button in the middle, make the trunk go eh-eh
But it ain't 'bout that
It's about gettin whatchu gettin and drivin all back here
Big fella's, six fella's
Half of me and Carolina niggaz grown of y'all
Whole plain, Marsian hoe, green county, criminal, damn
Transfer, center rear, brown over here (green over here)
Pass the table, down on the, (?) Eastern (lemme think)
Judgin county, Franklyn, Bourgon, Newport, Warrenshell to Kingsville
(make (?) Town) slower, triangle, goldberg
Matter-a fact, stay real
and all my niggaz doin right behind 'em
While this right here, right here, right here, right here

[Chorus]

[Petey Pablo overlapping Chorus]
Uhh, uh-huh, uh-huh, beat it, beat it
You remember them days y'all, we used to play y'all
The radio had put our own on partner song y'all
We used to (rep our city, rep our city!)
Runnin through the school halls
just before our basketball pep-rally jumped off (hah!)
My home, my house, my hood (hah!)
My brother, my sister, my cous' (hah!)
My niggaz that'll die from beginnin
Been wit me even 'fore I been knew the world
Ya bitches parent said it, now I gotcha starin at it
Would-a been the same ol' North Carolina, it's (?)ville
Y'all niggaz just gettin it, oh it's a shame isn't it?
Oh you thought we scared, would be comin home wit a whole lotta songs
We were bullshittin?

[Chorus]

[Petey Pablo]
Man I had to do it
just incase you were one of the ones who wanted to come and ask somethin stupid
(what you think you doin?) What it look like?
Puttin it down for my niggaz in the south side
North Carolina, South Carolina
and all the little kids in the cape towns
We gonna hit y'all asses, ain't nuttin but a P.D. blast
that we got comin atcha, (beat) slammin, (earth) classic
(go for this) What's happenin, platinum
(baby your gonna drop the bomb) And I don't meant to scare ya
But I'm about to bring it home
(?) hail these streets and N.C. out the water
Had the feelin there was motherfucker had to real
(call 'em) I told ya!

(yeah...)
(heh...)
(hah...)
(Petey, Pab-lo)
(mmm...)
{Hook} (Petey singing) [Petey rapping]
I told y'all (I told y'all)
It was 'bout to happen, but y'all wouldn't listen to me
(I told y'all) Now you see it's poppin' off
Got you in he club, dancin' your ass off
(I told y'all) Break it down Break it down for me
Break it down Break it down Break it down for me
(I told y'all) Break it down for me
[Verse 1]
If y'all ready get your lighter and put your fire in the air
'Bout to blow this up (oh yeah)
(Is it?) It's on now 
Petey Pab' done graduated
Broke 'em loose 
Shook 'em off
Twist the game
(Chooga Chooga Chooga Chooga) train comin'
Full speed!
Aint nothin' stoppin' this muh'fucka
Puttin' it down (Ch- Chooga Chooga Chang)
In my hometown (My niggas keep pickin' me up)
I got it rockin' at the show 
All year a motherfucker stompin' in the flo' (boom boom)
Losing control! (eyes closed)
Hands up (bob in the dome)
And you can call it what you wanna (if you wanna)
But you better keep your eyes on it
I done told ya over and over 
I don't feel like talkin' no more
It's about to go down (Just like I told ya)
[Hook]
Move over
Makin 'em diesel 
Fueled up
Jesus
Mmwaaa!
Clear the road 
Block it off
Hold it back 
Make a path for it 
I'm a creeper
Carolina street sweeper
My brother keep her
You better believe her 
Good as a bag of Afghanistan reefer
I can't fuck wit me and y'all can't neither
(Hear me rap) You'll need bulletproof speakers 
(My impact) Will kill 79 people
(Hah) The levels start to jumpin' on the needle
Then sparks start to shootin' out the speakers
DJ just just can't catch the needle 
Clubs call the beaver for the flavor of the Petey
[Hook] 
When they ask me where I'm from I say
Greenville, and Raleigh
Durham, Chapel Hill, Greensboro, Charlotte
Fairfield, Rocky Mount, and Tarboro
Pine Tops, Lil' Washington, Farmville
New Bern, Kinston, Snow Hill, Falkland
Please don't get me started
I could call 'em out til' tomorrow
Carolina's list alone is 16 malls
I'm bout to make a role call
Calling all out COULD TIMBALAND PLEASE REPORT TO THE OFFICE!
You can't miss kickoff
Watchin' these niggas get they shit off
Sending adrenaline rush through the whole park
Dust to dawn 
From the club to the barn 
Port to port
(Nigga!) From yard to yard
I done brought it from the far beyond 
Stated claim 
Got a name, got it painted and framed 
MOTHERFUCKER!
[Hook] 2x

(Petey arguing with cop:)
"All inmates are asked
To stay inside the cell"
Hey dog, you think
I could make my phone call?
Hey look, what you need
To do is sit down
I just wanna
Make my phone call
Just sit down
Hey, I get a phone call
For this motherf***er
F*** you
Hey f*** you too ya b*stard
I just want
My f***ing phone call
"Sgt. Ellis: Please come
To the front gate"
I got his as*
Didn't I?
Told him my plan
Didn't I?
Thought I was playin' wit' him
Now he as* out and
Payin' sh*t that nigga stank
Didn't he?
Smelled like some
Old spoiled meat
Didn't he?
When they found him
Took 'bout a
Motherf***in' week
Didn't it?
Down in a
Motherf***in' creek
Didn't they?
Mr. Roberts found his as* out
Fishin' Sunday evenin'
Didn't he?
Gift-wrapped in a sheet
Didn't he?
Roberts got out of there
So fast, they didn't
Ever find his boat
Did they?
I'd like to flip the hood night
Didn't I?
Disrespectful-as* nigga like
To ran up on my slab
Didn't he?
Y'all
Didn't even know
I had that thing
Did ya?
Y'all just seen mad niggas
Haulin'-as* across the field
Didn't ya?
(Hey, hey, hey)
That sh*t pulled
A lot of cards
Didn't he?
Especially that bald-head
Tight t-shirt wearin' as* Cindi
Didn't he? (punk)
That nigga ran in up his girl
Didn't he?
(Yo what happened)
Took her home and
Ran the train on a trick
Didn't I?

You are now rockin' wit'
One of the most real
Motherf***ers in the rap game
97-Petey Pablo or
Petey Too Small as
We call him down in Greenville
Ya
With this new sh*t
"Didn't I", ya
Boy that boy has done
A lot of things
Petey-tell something
Else you did

Thought I was playin'
Didn't ya?
I did everything I said
Didn't I?
I got out of prison and
Got a major record deal
Didn't I?
You didn't believe me
Did ya?
Ya'know I know you
Didn't you probably decided
That I'd be right back
On the street
Didn't ya?
I guess I showed you
Didn't I?
Got in the race
And then I won it
Didn't I?
I didn't even rub it
In your face, did I?
I could've got real sh*tty
But I didn't
Did I?
Or got all fly but I didn't
Did I? (nope)
Man, I just kept it all real
Didn't I? (ya)
Brought it right back
To the homefront
Just like I said
Didn't I?
They kept skippin' Carolina
Didn't they?
Yo (cough cough)
Excuse me
Can I have your attention
Didn't I?
I f***ed 'em up
The way I did it
Didn't I?
Came to the city spittin' nothing
But that greasy-grimey-gritty
Didn't I?
I changed
A lot of things here
Didn't I?
Came from the
Back to the front and
I had them kissing
A nigga as*
Didn't I?

You real crazy
Boy you a trip
You a real trip
But hey, but hey
The boy kept it real
He did, oh you
Thought it was over
Hey Petey
Get real fly on they as*
And talk about some sh*t
Some real sh*t
Come on

You coulda had me
Couldn't ya?
All that time
Couldn't ya?
Faggot
Mad little penny-pinchin' as*
That little cash wouldn't hurt you
Would it?
Well it shouldn't
Should it?
You wouldn't be broke and
Not tell us would you?
(Haha)
C'mon, don't laugh
It could happen
Couldn't it? (yeah)
It wouldn't be so bad
Would it?
If I wasn't right there
On your as* would it?
Such little sh*t
Shouldn't affect you should it?
Glitter my as*
I'm a star cat
(Now Petey you shouldn't
Even be like that)
Motherf***er (motherf***er)
Didn't they tell you man?
All your dumbness is
Gonna come back
On your monkey as*
You gonna be mad
At this verse here
Ain't ya man?
I wrote a song about it
Would you like to hear it
Here it comes
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Hey let me tell
Y'all something
I wanna tell y'all that
This mother f***a here
Don't give a f***
For real, he is pimp
Straight up and
Motherf***in' down
Y'all got to hear this sh*t
Petey Pablo
Tha boy be out 19-2000
Killin' sh*t yo
Aiyyo we outta here
We'll let this
Motherf***in' beat ride
We're gonna let
Y'all motherf***ers sit there
And enjoy the rest of
This motherf***in' song
Aight, that was just
A fly as* intro
To this whole thang

Ladies and Gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen)
The party will continue (the party will continue)
in 5,4,3,2,1.

Party ain't over til 6 o'clock
But my man got the hook up at the Marriott
We can scoop somethin from the wildest spot
And la di da da da
[Repeat]

Tip toe through the tulips
'scuse me
Looking for a night like q-t??
Bad momma driven like rule me
With a body type type like eww-wee
Couple cosmos and she ready to leave
Don't care where she goin, she just rollin with me
Got her ever so tight in the back of the jeep
More like an Isley brother, sister between the sheets
Over 18, love sex and weed
Won't get mad, if I won't do her but she'll still do me
Want me to spank her while I bang her on the balcony
The more I close hang her, well the more she screams
The car stopping, dogs barkin, the whole world can see
If it ain't botherin shorty, it ain't fuckin with me
Ya know what I mean, oochie-wally sing it for me
la di da da da
Sing it for me

Party ain't over til 6 o'clock
But my man got the hook up at the Marriott
We can scoop somethin from the wildest spot
And la di da da da

[Repeat]

Slide me your number like hey yo
keep it on the low
boyfriend sittin at the bar next door
Right there, shorty damn near touchin my nose
I don't know how she gonna do it
but I'm ready to go
Club hot, but I wanna go somewhere that's cold
AC, king size, on the fifth floor, (you know)
That's just the way I roll
Same way you can roll if you go with the flow
C'mon handle your business and a duck your nigga
soon as I duck these chickens, we gonna, get the gettin
Can't wait to dig in the kitty, you got my attention
Your itty bitty waist, got me twitchin in my britches
Feanin for that sticky icky come get me
Good God almighty, hot dog and chili
Hmmm, oochie-wally sing it for me
sing it for me

Party ain't over til 6 o'clock
But my man got the hook up at the Marriott
We can scoop somethin from the wildest spot
And la di da da da

[Repeat]

Quiero que me evas, contigo, esta noche papi?

No speak espanol; Ebonics
Bang bang boogie, the chocolate chip cookie
The papa don, the pick and prime, pink pretty
Smother me, tell me you love me, blow my head up
Everything you say can be ??
Just treat me right, come with me tonight
It's like all good, and a-all right
C'mon baby girl just tell me you want it
And we'll be jumpin til 6 in the morning

Party ain't over til 6 o'clock
But my man got the hook up at the Marriott
We can scoop somethin from the wildest spot
And la di da da da

hey
and I can't be to late
how long we gon be here?
to when
where the hell is this taken me too?
man ya'll crazy The fun room?
no
the what?
man
ohh lord
c'mon
ha..ha
ohh lord
ah.....ah

[Petey Pablo]
its...its..its petey pablo (ah)
the first one to run the ball (ah)
97 yards in the first quarter (ah)
what's messing with those country boys? (man nothing at all)
me and mt partner dog (ah)
timberland on the itty bitty wizard of oz (ah)
greatest beat makers of the greek god (ah)
best thing that happen since the made cars
running things shiny to the north star (ah)
best communications since cellular
ill tell ya boy
we terrible (ah)
every time we get together its a odd (?)
load the pussy up, then we out the door
then what? to the studio
in the mic room baby on the floor
you know

[Hook 1x]
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
fun room

[Petey Pablo]
im talking bout the doors locked
in the bath room
fill the bath up
some (?)
im talking bout cross the boy
punch him now
(is this mic on?)
girl hell naw
talking bout bending over
bust it open
(im talking bout) give me some jello mode
(im talking bout) quit acting like you aint done it before
(im talking bout ) u butt naked hoe
cut you're toe bite on my shoe string if I start hurting you're box
quits squirmming (aight)
im ah sweat it up
send ya home
with a ice pack on
and u know what happen last time don't ya
(petey you aint me stony)
had you're bad ass on motrin 500
im sorry I hurt ya honey
that means

[hook 1x]
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
fun room

[girl speaking]
any thing you want is going down
in the fun room...fun room
any thing you want is going down
in the fun room...fun room

[Petey Pablo]
chain in the fun room (all night)
do any thing in the fun room (all night)
ca-cam you hang in the fun room? (all night)
or would ya bang in the fun room (all night)
where tha chicks show u love dat (and they)
aint scared to touch ya (and they)
mite rub ya butt (and they)
make a nigga cum (and they)
mite give you some (if ya)
(i don't ) see nothing wrong
a little bit of fun

[hook 3x]
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
fun room

any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
fun room

any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room
any thing is likely to go down
in the fun fun room

I can make um (I can make um)
I can make um (I can make um)
I can make um bounce if I want to
I can make um (I can make um)
I can make um (I can make um)
I can make um bounce if I want to

Who and the hell this here big eared 
Mutherfucker thinkin he is comin 'round here
Spittin' like he the real deal
Just cause he wit Missy and Tim
In the new Benz on em twenty inch rimz
Grinnin' from ear to ear
Got all them lil' bitches 'round him
Kresha and Kesha and them
I hope he get gonorrhea (bitch ass nigga!)
Dat what they sayin'
(I know it!)
Why they hate me so bad (boy!)
This my reward
You betta get yours
Quit worrying 'bout what Petey be doin'
You keep securing 
My vocals ___rowdy and derm
(You ain't heard)
I think you been sippin' to much of the syzurp
Betta calm your nerves
Before yo ass get served
Somethin terrible, thoroughly (HA HA!)

(Hook)
You Ain't Ready for me (COME ON!)
Repeat 7x

I'm the Love Boat
More potent than crack smoke
Some folk say I'm all they been waitin' for
TIRED! Of hearin' the same shit on the radio
TIRED! Of seein' the same bitches in the video
TIRED! Of Benzes, Bentleys and Diamonds in yo chain yo
TIRED! Of hearin 'bout all this cash, when most of you broke
Can even give a decent show
Energy level on a Richter scale triple 0.0 
(HOLLA!!) For Petey Pablo
Let me see you b-breakin' it down on the dance floor
I got wha-wha-what they want 
From a nigga that ti-ti-ti (WOO!)
We at it again, you know what it is
4000 and 7 to spend
My prediction 1st week 
Half a mutherfuckin million
(Break it down for me!)
(Break it down my man!)
Picture first week half a mutherfuckin million

(HOOK)

Peter Piper picked peppers
And I shook corn
Humpty Dumpty fell down
And I kept goin'
And Jack Be Nimble was nimble
But wasn't more nimble than this
Can you imagine Jam Master on some shit like this?
Kind of like your grand daddy
The baddest, the fastest, nastiest actin ass
To eva walk on this side of rappin'
The skipper, the professor and the captain
The lighter and the match
I'm the one that's goin' to carry Jive
Past N'SYNC status
(I CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!)
(CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!)
(I CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID IT!)

Y'ALL AIN'T READY!!!!

[Intro]
Aiyyo check this verse out
My platinum chains, my big willy, my Mercedes-Benz
That's right? {*laughing*}

[Verse 1]
Are you a gun busting nigga? (Buh-Buh-Buh-Buh)
Are you a bitch baggin nigga? (Whu-Whu-Whu-Whu)
You got ice and ya chain and ya chong wit your Rolly on
Not just any Rolly but you bought the most expensive one.
Hey take ya car keys*Jingle Jingle* to ya class E
Big body be for your CD- I mean, DVD
For ya T.V in ya head beats, in ya back seat
Haha, y'all think I'm mean
Runnin round talking bout the shit that you be talking bout
How you the drug game sold up and locked down
John Gotti got life and I'm sure he never told nobody
Boy lets put on an album so the fuckin feds could buy it
You shouldn't be shouting out them bodies you buried
Nine millimeters and Techs and them AK47's
Illegal weapons you talking bout you snucked in the club
You got so many guns
Tell me why you rappers steady getting robbed
I got two more verses for you (huh)
this ain't just to an individual person
These questions here for all of ya

[Hook]
I can write a song without ice, bitches, and cars
can you mutha fuckas do dat? (DO DAT?!)
I can blaze a track without bustin a gat at a cat
can you mutha fuckas do dat? (DO DAT?!)

[Chorus 2x]
Yoouuu gon' have to change up all yo shit in a little bit
When the radios in the club get to pumpin this
And they start to finding out what what rappin really is

[Verse 2]
Verse 2, now that you know what the song's about
Yall probably cussin me out
You gonna listen to it anyhow
Lets talk about somebody like Eskimo
Rentin they jewelry from Jacob and don't think we know
You got a platinum piece but your chain is plain white gold
After the video it got to go back to the store
That's Crazy, talkin bout some shit you don't own
Oughta be ashamed of yourself
Yo, don't they call that frontin, holmes?
You ain't Jigga, Nigga
Nor can you spin like Puff
And got a cash money deal
So what's your Big Willy talk for?
I get so excited man, your track got me leapin
Then you start rhyming and *Yawn* I get sleepy

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
It's a sad situation, record labels buggin out
Cuz they star artist done ran out of shit to talk about (Whoa!)
Yeah that's crazy and you think about it baby
Only thing that changed in yo rhyme was ya date "2000"
Oh that shit is hot, put that on the album
You heard it with my man kick that shit (??)
Loud and proud, nigga swear he be throwin down
Arthur lose his voice every time he opens his mouth
I oughta hold up a signs and boycott they ass right
No more muthafuckin sound alikes!
Sound-a-like (Mobb Deep!) Sound-a-like (Jay-Z!) Sound-a-like (B.I.G.!)
And we don't need no more please!

Today we will be discussing... Love
(I don't think you hear me though)
Is there anyone.. (I don't think you hear me though)
Is there anyone.. (I don't think you, I don't think you)..
anyone...in love?

[Hook]
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
Knowin' the shit you do
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
All that shit you took a nigga through
I told myself that everything would work out fine
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love.

and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a)
a motherfuckin' fool for love.

[Verse One]
man, I was sure I had Ms. Perfect
I was settling down
through fuckin' round
most the time I stayed at her house
spent all my time, with her when we stayed in the town
thought this shit right here was really bout to work out
quickly found out, that wasn't her intentions
shorty phone used to ring e're five seconds
ain't pay attention 
she would always take her calls in the kitchen
go to the sink, runnin' water like she washin' dishes
ain't tryin' a listen
I know how them shorties is
always in somebody business
gossipin', shootin' bullshit with her girlfriend
one day feelin like a joker 
told her I wasn't comin over
Jive got me on the last flight out to Arizona, what I told her
went over unexpected
rung the bell (ding dong!) Domino's (just a second!)
opened the door with the robe on
she only put on, when she naked as the day she was born
I'm just standin' there with crossed arms
then her baby car came out
lookin' at me like ("Nigga wha's wrong?!")
Wha's wrong?!?

[Hook]
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
Knowin' the shit you do
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
All that shit you took a nigga through
I told myself that everything would work out fine
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love.

and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a)
a motherfuckin' fool for love.

[Verse Two]
if I aint just get outta prison, 
man listen, I'd a did him
by Kentucky Fried Chicken, and the nigga, I aint' bullshittin'
glad I had my man with me
he fast, turned me around
pulled me out the house
to the car, nigga we out
I'm madder than a muhfucker, heart tore up
lookin for a clip to dry this off the side of (whoo!)
man I caught him in the house wit' my girl
damn cuz that shit was fucked up
fuck her,.... just like the rest of 'em
I'm a tell ya somethin', I can't front
we been broke up for a couple of months
and I done called her up we talked
I aint mad as I was
she ain't doin no mo' than I done
ya know?, just got caught wit her's
hit me right here when she told me she still had my stuff
(want me to bring it?) can you stay when you come?
(uh huh) DAMN!

[Hook]
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
Knowin' the shit you do
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
All that shit you took a nigga through
I told myself that everything would work out fine
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love.

and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a)
a motherfuckin' fool for love.

[Verse Three]
sheeeit, I ain't a sucker cuz
shit, I can't help that I love her
my baby got some good stuff
I'm coo-coo for coco puffs
time to break out the candles
and old Marvin Gaye
huh, let me straighten up
aw, you know what?
hmmm, lemme call her back
where I put her number at?
ain't it 757-23..yeah, 36
see if she want some fish
I can fix it 'fore she get here
man, I hope my boo ain't left yet
aw, come on, come on
know you on the other line an' shit
(Hi Derek!) Derek!?! what the..? (Pablo?) BITCH!!

[Hook]
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
Knowin' the shit you do
I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you
All that shit you took a nigga through
I told myself that everything would work out fine
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love.

and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a)

It won't until i was dead broke and about to go crazy 
Half a tank of gas, two cigarettes
scraping up change in an ashtray.
Had a voice said,
it's only a test of my faith.
It was only..............

(Verse 1)

Damn,
this song for dat nigga south,
that I was tellin y'all bout.
Y'all check dis nigga shit out
Remember the song i told you came on sound like,
how he was at a point on his own,
and the problems seem to be takin a toll 
that he been fightin for so long.
Seemed like erthang he did went wrong,
But he found the strength to keep on goin.
And wrote songs about it later on.
You know that shit hit me home,
especially when he would talk about the money he owed.
How he took the bills andhe payed somethin on each one.
Like he put sometin on his light bill,
somethin on his phone.
He'll get a lil money,
and he'd pay a lil mo.
He aint have a lot so he just payed what he could on it.
And somehow he just managed to keep all this stuff goin.
It wont nothin but the grace of the Lord,
Cuz I remember 
I was............

(Chorus)

It won't until i was dead broke and about to go crazy 
Half a tank of gas, two cigerattes
scraping up change in an ashtray.
Had a voice said,
it's only a test of my faith.
It was only..............

(Verse 2)

So it seemed ertime he got himself off the ground,
somethin'd come and knock him right back down.
Sometimes he wanted to just lay on out for the count,
fustrated and tired,
but he got on up anyhow.
And wit a smile I'm talkin bout.
Make you ask yourself "How?"
And then Cuz just broke it down for me he said....

(Singing and Pablo talkin in the background)
I aint neva been dis happy in my life.
Ain't got a dime more then i had.
But everything seems alright.
And they say he aint know...
Havin the joy of a piece of mind
is more than any problem i ever had at the time.
And now I know and I'm so glad.

It was only
a sign of the tide.
It was only
askin me why should i cry.
It was only
Singing be glad your alive today.
Only a test of my faith.

(Pablo)

Man that boy can sing that song.
Play this shit ermorning,
just ta get my lil day goin.
You just don't know how this had touched my soul to find out i wont da only 
one that been through somethin.
Almost the exact same somethin,
was eatin me up.
Knew what it was, 
just could'nt put it in words.
I aint neva been the type to really talk to nobody
so all the problems that i had,
I just kept em all inside.
Y'all had enough of ya own
to worry bout,
the lil situation i had goin on.
But you know God wont let you suffer too long.
I aint even had da radio on,
I was out on the porche,
den Boom.
From the Heavens above,
just when I was at that point,
when I was just about to mess up,
Man Buda played this song fo me cuz and i just shook my head like 
"uh uh uh"

(Chorus)
It was only
a sign of the tide.
It was only
askin me why should i cry.
It was only
Singing be glad your alive today.

Ayo cuz
When y'all tellin folk... about my life
I don't want y'all to add nothing
I don't want y'all to take nothing away
I want y'all to play that thang
Just like this here...
Ya heard me

[Petey]
Since the tender age (since the tender age)
I been running wild (I been running wild)
I seen all those things (all those things)
You don't show to a child 
It wasn't love I was missing (lord knows)
My folks cared for me
I had a stubborn ass attitude (did what I wanna do)
And y'all couldn't talk to me
Tried often the strait and narrow
But every time I would stumble and fall
Fell so hard one time I fucked around and stayed down
I don't wanna try no more
I was getting a little older
Those mistakes were a part of my life
And my only regret is that I only get one chance to get it right

[Chorus]
And I wanna tell the world the truth about me (2x)
(listen to the song...)

[Petey]
I caused more unnecessary stress to my mama than the word allow
Old sister of mine
I had once upon a time 
We ain't spoke in a while
Life's been hard on me 
But I found a way to keep standing it
And holding on (holding on)
Pressing on (good God almighty)
Standing in jail someday I'll break the monotony
Cause Petey wasn't doing that well
And I can behold a way that the world christened me
... If anybody give a damn to know
What really went on in my life I wrote a song 

[chorus]
[voice talking]
It is now gallow time
All inmates are asked to get on your assigned bunks and 
Remain there until count time is made....count time...
Olden... (yeah)
Williams... (here)
Monroe... (yo)
Durant... (here)
Pablo... Pablo.....

[Petey]
Man I was just one of the ones
That always wounded up in the midst of something
Stayed in trouble if I won't fuckin' up
I love ( I love) to bring the pain
Growing up in Greenville, North Carolina outside of Rocky Mount
I'm a be on the winning side 
When this whole life decide to give me just a little money
You can sell it bootleg just as long as you can get it
Whatever...just understand me

[In Backround]
I feel you Pablo

[Petey Pablo]
This Petey Pablo
April the 9th, 19-2000
Diary of a sinner, huh, 1st entry

[Verse 1]
Dear diary, this the 1st time
I had a chance to sit and just think with a clear mind
has a homeboy stressed out for a little while, few things ain't work out
could somebody come out or it's about 3:29, i'll give it about another hour
I'm over here at your man house
on your man couch, just puttin these thoughts down
maybe this right here one day will be worth something
before we start messin up
you know you get big when you leave, it's a damn shame
but that's the way that it gotta be huh,
Look at Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
Marvin Gaye, Tupac, B.I.G. and Big Pun damn this pen messy

[Chorus]
a motherfucker had thought
and I had to write em down
it's the diary, of a sinner
a motherfucker had thought
then I had to write em down
liven life as a born loser
liven in a world that I didn't see ohhh

[Verse 2]
damn, I'm back, I had to change pen, I done got ink everywhere
all over my hand, and on my pant and how in the hell I get it way down there
just can't get it right
seem that everything I do just fall on one side
but I can say one thing, I dont always get mine, and I dont ever stop tryin
feel like I was here before my time
people say when they hear my rhyme
people see it when they look in my eye it's like ?
like 35 years on a 26 year life
i done walk so many miles in these shoes
I'm surprise that the bottom ain't wore out
I'm about to go take a walk right now

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
mmmm hmmm
it wha good ta me, a little walk
just what I needed, cool breeze, nobody on the street with me
my own little world of peace
but reality gotta be what it gotta be
and nuttin in the book said, life will to be sweet
I'm pleased with the life that was given to me
i could of still been sleep
on my way so please when none this here will matter to me
cuz, know when I messed up, several times
i just done something tonite
and I know I know right from wrong
and that's what kill me
i still do the wrong thing
am I crazy, can't believe I got a damn diary

[Chorus]

oh oh oh ohh
liven life, liven life
ohh a diary, a diary ohh
and it's written on paper ohh
can't you just see it
all of my life oh,
all of my life oh,
all of my life

all of [x3]
all of my life oh lright
oh it's the diary of a sinner

[Petey Pablo]
there it is, my life
right there, right in your face
the diary, I wanna thank everybody that went out and picked up the album
got the album, and got a chance to understand who, who I'm is
know what I'm sayin, everything I gave ya'll was the truth

with no hopes 
and my will to live 
barely a care in this world to me
I found a way 
kidnapped and confined
within a system designed
to destroy the innocent child that I use to be
it stripped me mentally naked
embarrassing my mommas first born
did I deserve that kind of fate?
Was all that was happening to me
really written in the powerful and almighty book of life?
I don't think so
My tears would soak the pages that I write upon
if I couldn't close the windows to my soul
and stand strong in the midst of these storms
Maybe my story is
in some way or another familar with yours
is that why this aint even a song 
but yet you still.. you wanna here this once more
I play this everytime I wanna reflect from 
which I've come from
to help me see were it is I'm trying to go
and even though grandma and our sisters
left me some time ago
I still go by and sit on the front porch as if I dont even know
but I'm getting better
my mom
my two sisters...ebony and tanya
destiny
man I got mikey and shocker now
my homeboyz
and those that love me regardless
Diary of a sinner
another entry

[Reporter]
This Is David Nevermind
And today's controversy is coming from yet another member
Or should I say members, of the hip hop community
Petey Pablo, a new artist signed under Jive
Has teamed up with Timbaland, out of V.A.
In a quest to redeem the title
And Bring North Carolina, and Virginia, to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by

[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
South Carolina! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..
Ooh, Hot Atlanta! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
Stand up Virginia! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..

[Petey Pablo]
Who am I? Petey Pab motherfucker
I'm The First puttin' it down for North Carolina
But guess what? (what) it's been worth it
I'm a superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point Six (see the car?)
Black fifty four, from the front to the back
Got a button in the middle that makes a trunk go, eh eh
But it ain't bout that, it's about gettin' what you get and drivin all back here
Big Fellas (six fellas)
Half of me, and Carolina niggaz dont have enough time together
Polk, Bladen, Marshall, Hoke, Green County, Timbaland (damn!)
Transfer, Sandy Ridge, browns over here (greens over here)
Pasqoutank, down on the Odom East (let me think)
Johnson County, Franklin, Burgaw, Newport, Warren, Shelby, Kenansville
Man Catantwa Tarboro, Triangle, Goldsboro, Halifax, Statesville
And all my niggaz doin' life behind the walls
This right here, right here, right here, this one's for

[Chorus 2]
New York City! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
Ah, Jersey To Philly! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..
Ay, D.C. To Maryland! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
Houston to Dallas! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..

[Petey Pablo]
Beat it, Beat it
You remember them days y'all, we use to play y'all
The radio and put our own lil part in the song y'all
We use to (rep our city! rep our city!)
Runnin' through the school halls
Just before our basketball pep rally jumped off
My house, my home, my hood
My brother my sister my cous
My nigga that was there from the beginning
Been wit me, even before I even been wit the world
Y'all niggaz just glanced at it, then we got y'all starin at it
But it's been the same old North Carolina that's been there
Y'all niggaz is gettin it, oh it's a shame isn't it?
Oh you thought we said we were comin' with a whole lot of songs
We were bullshh!

[Chorus 3]
New Orleans! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
Ah St. Louis! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..
Man, M-I-A! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
All the way to L.A.! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..

[Petey Pablo]
Man I had to do it
Just incase you were one of the ones that wanted to come and ask somethin'
stupid!
(Whatchu think you doin') What it look like? Puttin it down for my niggaz on the
south side
North Carolina, South Carolina, and all my little bitty, hooks and cape towns
We gon' hit y'all ass, it's nothin' but a T.D. blast, that we got comin' at ya
(Beat) slammin', (first) classic, go for this, what's after platinum?
(Baby you'll walk the ball) and I don't mean to scare y'all but I'ma bout to
bring it home
Blow these fellas, these hills, these things and N.C. out the water
How's it feel to lose a motherfucker that's real
Tell 'em (I TOLD EM!)

[Chorus 4]
This one's for Chi-Town Playas! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter (c'mon c'mon c'mon)
Las Vegas! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..
The Bay Area! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo head
Spin it like a helicopter
Got the whole world baby! C'mon and raise up
This one's for you, uh-uh
This one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh..

[Reporter]
Uh, a-after seeing this, I, I have no other questions
I, I mean I, hey look this is David Nevermind
I'm signing off, but before I'm outta here
But Remember, if I ever talked anything about the Polk guys, nevermind
North Carolina and V.A., are definately at the front of the line
You have my vote and support, over and out