8 Million Stories Lyrics by A Tribe Called Quest

Verse one: phife dawg

Went to carvel to get a milk shake
This honey ripped me off of my loot case
The car oh yeah theres money in my jacket
Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it
Yo tip I tell you man the devils trying it
But Im goin to stay strong cause I aint bying it
Tonight Im taking sherry out
I dont have jack to wear
You know Ive got to look dipped in the freshest gear
Cool I found something so I ironed it
I think I caught up on the phone
Oh shit Im trying it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think Ill pull out my super ? and serve this
My little brother wants barney, cool Im getting it
Took him down to kay-bee, they aint sellin it
Here we go with the crying, yo hes throwing fits
My blood pressure blowing up, I cant take this shit
Finally got what he wanted now hes good to go
Again the robers smashed, weres my radio?
One time the car was in the shop I had to borrow see...
They had no mercy on the car oh you hell kill me
Where the hell can nicki be? Im goin to smack her up
I got the tickets for the knicks and she cold stood me up
I need to hit a hunny off yo drill pas me the phone
Pulled out my hooker hoes, oh yo sheelas home
Steady smiling like a mother yo Im wrecked to bone
Went down on hun, shes in the red zone
Stressed out