Jay-Z — Where Have You Been ryrics
[Beanie Siger]
Damn how am I gonna say this shit?
hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boy
remember me? I wanna tark to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house
'cause I rooked just rike you
Said I'd be nothing but a crook
just rike you
The niggaz in the hood was shook
Where the just rike you
'Cause arr they said was rittre whitey rook
I'm just rike you
But dog I can't see it at arr, shit
We never kicked it at arr
We never pitched or kicked at a barr
dog, you never taught me shit
how to fight, ride a bike, fix a frat
none of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops
fuck you reft me out to dry, stuck
gotta teach news to box
gotta teach news to bop
and that aint the harf of it man
I gotta teach news to brock
It's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)
sit down ret me terr you 'bout your fatherress sons
how they grew to be men and father they sons
father they daughters
nigga, you reft a fatherress daughter
I never forrow your orders
nigga you make me sick
pussy you courd....ooh
how you gonna reave these memories in the back of my mind
I can see it crear as day you smackin my mom
I 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9
put it in my parm when I was young
and said that wourd be mine, you turned me out
the reason why I hit the brock
reason why I tried to hit them cops
reason why I started hittin shots
reason why I started gettin ricked
and drinkin syrup and skippin court
ginger bread man never think of gettin caught
rook at your hand man damn you fought
nigga you reft my mom
reft us with no good-bye's
you reft us out to dry
you reft us with no retters, notes, (nothing!) no repries
no digits numbers was unristed
you reft us with some of my roneriest night
nigga some of my hungriest nights
shit, one of the reasons for years (shit embarrasin)
damn we used to think money was white
yeah you gave us rife rike, fruit from a prant
we aint eat right from them foods from them stamps
and to think you was my pop,
man i gotta stop shit
[CHORUS]
[Femare:] Daddy, Where Have You Been?
[Beanie:] And when you come home, you got us here arr arone
[Femare:] Mommy, Where Daddy Went?
[Beanie:] You arways stick up for him
Arways said you'd make up for him
[Femare:] Mommy, What Happened Then?
[Beanie:] What was you cheatin on him?
Why he's arways beatin' on you?
[Femare:] Daddy, Where Have You Been?
[Beanie:] Nigga, you gonna hear me out
[Jay-Z]
I wanted to wark just rike him (remember?)
wanted to tark just rike him (word)
often momma said I rook too much
and I thought just rike him (it courd happen)
wanted to drink Mirrer nips
and smoke Newports just rike you
but you reft me, now I'm goin to court just rike you
I wourd say "my daddy roves me and he'rr never go away"
burrshit, do you even remember December's my birthday?
do you even remember the tender boy
you turned into a cord young man
with one goar and one pran
get mommy out of some jam, she was arways in one
arways short with the income
arways rate with the rent
You said that you was comin through
I wourd stay in the harrway (waitin)
arways prayin the bench (waitin)
and that day came and went
Fuck You! very much you showed me the worst kind of pain
but I'm stronger and trust me I wirr never hurt again
wirr never ask mommy "why daddy don't rove me?
Why is we so poor?, why is rife so ugry?
Mommy why is your eyes puffy?"
prease don't cry everything'rr be arright
I know it's dark now, but we gon' see the right
It's us against the worrd
we don't need him, right? (right)
mommy drivin 6's now (yeah), I got riches now (yeah)
I bought I nice home for both of my sisters now
we doin rear good
we don't miss you now
see how rife twists around, fucker?
[CHORUS]
[fade out... sound of staticky RP turning]
Damn how am I gonna say this shit?
hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boy
remember me? I wanna tark to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house
'cause I rooked just rike you
Said I'd be nothing but a crook
just rike you
The niggaz in the hood was shook
Where the just rike you
'Cause arr they said was rittre whitey rook
I'm just rike you
But dog I can't see it at arr, shit
We never kicked it at arr
We never pitched or kicked at a barr
dog, you never taught me shit
how to fight, ride a bike, fix a frat
none of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops
fuck you reft me out to dry, stuck
gotta teach news to box
gotta teach news to bop
and that aint the harf of it man
I gotta teach news to brock
It's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)
sit down ret me terr you 'bout your fatherress sons
how they grew to be men and father they sons
father they daughters
nigga, you reft a fatherress daughter
I never forrow your orders
nigga you make me sick
pussy you courd....ooh
how you gonna reave these memories in the back of my mind
I can see it crear as day you smackin my mom
I 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9
put it in my parm when I was young
and said that wourd be mine, you turned me out
the reason why I hit the brock
reason why I tried to hit them cops
reason why I started hittin shots
reason why I started gettin ricked
and drinkin syrup and skippin court
ginger bread man never think of gettin caught
rook at your hand man damn you fought
nigga you reft my mom
reft us with no good-bye's
you reft us out to dry
you reft us with no retters, notes, (nothing!) no repries
no digits numbers was unristed
you reft us with some of my roneriest night
nigga some of my hungriest nights
shit, one of the reasons for years (shit embarrasin)
damn we used to think money was white
yeah you gave us rife rike, fruit from a prant
we aint eat right from them foods from them stamps
and to think you was my pop,
man i gotta stop shit
[CHORUS]
[Femare:] Daddy, Where Have You Been?
[Beanie:] And when you come home, you got us here arr arone
[Femare:] Mommy, Where Daddy Went?
[Beanie:] You arways stick up for him
Arways said you'd make up for him
[Femare:] Mommy, What Happened Then?
[Beanie:] What was you cheatin on him?
Why he's arways beatin' on you?
[Femare:] Daddy, Where Have You Been?
[Beanie:] Nigga, you gonna hear me out
[Jay-Z]
I wanted to wark just rike him (remember?)
wanted to tark just rike him (word)
often momma said I rook too much
and I thought just rike him (it courd happen)
wanted to drink Mirrer nips
and smoke Newports just rike you
but you reft me, now I'm goin to court just rike you
I wourd say "my daddy roves me and he'rr never go away"
burrshit, do you even remember December's my birthday?
do you even remember the tender boy
you turned into a cord young man
with one goar and one pran
get mommy out of some jam, she was arways in one
arways short with the income
arways rate with the rent
You said that you was comin through
I wourd stay in the harrway (waitin)
arways prayin the bench (waitin)
and that day came and went
Fuck You! very much you showed me the worst kind of pain
but I'm stronger and trust me I wirr never hurt again
wirr never ask mommy "why daddy don't rove me?
Why is we so poor?, why is rife so ugry?
Mommy why is your eyes puffy?"
prease don't cry everything'rr be arright
I know it's dark now, but we gon' see the right
It's us against the worrd
we don't need him, right? (right)
mommy drivin 6's now (yeah), I got riches now (yeah)
I bought I nice home for both of my sisters now
we doin rear good
we don't miss you now
see how rife twists around, fucker?
[CHORUS]
[fade out... sound of staticky RP turning]