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Josephine
Hi-tek, The Willie Cottrell Band, Ghostface Killah, Pretty Ugly
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God's woman
What's goin' on?
I know things seem messed up sometime
You stress out and you can't handle the situation
Sometime it feels like you're lackin' the guidance
And you don't know what to do
But stay strong, and keep in mind that He always loves you
It's what it is
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sins
You'll be here to do them all over again
That's right, sugar
Come on, yo
I know this chick from the hood named Courtney Cox
And her brain is easy to pick like faulty locks
She's awfully hot, asshole burnin' like Tabasco
She used to be thick, it's like where the hell her ass go?
Started smokin' weed and graduated to the pipe
Thought that she could quit, but her calculations wasn't right
Infatuated with the life of dope fiends and crack pushers
Prostitutin' for old pimps who mack hookers
Puttin' dope in the cooker, searchin' for a vein
Tracks all over her arms, she never felt the pain
The monkey on her back is now a gorilla
Fiendin' for a hit and knowin' one day it's gon' kill her
The clinic didn't help (Nope)
She just another young black woman
Destroyin' her pretty image and her health
Got me thinkin' to myself, "Damn, how can this happen?"
I seen her on the corner, noddin' off, sniffin' and scratchin'
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sins
You'll be here to do them all over again
Up all night under the party lights
Finger poppin' and party hoppin'
All of your so-called friends are leadin' you down the wrong road
Leading you back to crack, it's a known fact
Any time that you need me
I'll be there to help ya
I'll be your leanin' pole when you're fallin' down
I'll be there when you're fallin' down
Oh yeah
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The Josephine that I knew had a thing for the rich guys
Old-fashioned girl, judged a man by his shoe size
If you had on the right Nikes, looked like the right type
Paid her the right price, she'd give you the green light
She was a different breed, she smoked different weed
Every week her hair done, she had a different weave
She was in and out of bars, she was in and out of cars
She was on and off the Lord, she was in and out of drawers
The chick a dime, I admit, I even tried to hit
I told her I was broke as shit, but I got the magic stick
I'm that confident, she said I need the cash
A different time, a different place, I coulda had her ass
Years went past before I seen her again
Now she slim, and I don't think she been in the gym
So I asked her how she been, she said, "I'm done with the men
Now I'm saved, but I caught AIDS when I was fuckin' with them"
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sins
You'll be here to do them all over again
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sins
You'll be here to do them all over again
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