Too Late Lyrics
| Song | Too Late |
| Artist | Brand Nubian |
| Album | Foundation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Intro/chorus：shelene | |
| Too late, too late baby, bye-bye | |
| I'll be there tonight | |
| You'll get left behind | |
| Now's my time to shine | |
| Verse one: grand puba | |
| Now i got the best birthday present when my ass born | |
| It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer | |
| Life was kind of hard livin in hell's backyard | |
| Didin't have a job, honey fronted on the god | |
| Shorty racing, only hollering at cats who be lacin | |
| She had some shit with her, she was caught up in the glitter | |
| "brother come see me when you get five digits bigger" | |
| Oh that's the way you tryin to doo-doo on a nigga | |
| She likes the lavish, no time for a brother livin average | |
| Play the knees for the cheese like a savage | |
| Now she lost and turned out, rotten teeth in her mouth | |
| Cos she ran the wrong route | |
| Shorty 'member me, now i'm seven digits bigger | |
| Platinum artist status, mad cheese from hilfiger | |
| Now ya feelin me because you're smoked out and high | |
| But too late baby, bye-bye | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse two: lord jamar | |
| I wish you could have been there when i had my first fight | |
| The other kid said he was gonna get his father | |
| I didn't bother to respond cos i knew that you was gone | |
| Forced to carry on and teach myself right from wrong | |
| As far back as i can remember you was never around | |
| In september it was back to school | |
| The eldest member of my family so i packed the tool | |
| It made a nigga feel manly when i smacked a fool | |
| With it, could've schooled me on pussy before i hit it | |
| Or took me to a park with a ball and said "hit it" | |
| But we was all left in the dark, accepting the parts | |
| Of you we was able to get, affectin my heart | |
| Nowadays you expecting to start, anew | |
| When i lived my whole life apart from you | |
| Too late you better check the due date | |
| See there's no explanation for the expiration | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge: sherene | |
| It's too late, bye-bye | |
| Oh bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeee, yeah | |
| It's too late, bye-bye, oh babe | |
| Bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeee-bye-bye | |
| Bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeeee | |
| Verse three: sadat x | |
| Niggas disrespect my crib droppin ashes on the floor | |
| Another half of beer i'm findin behind the chair | |
| Let you meal like you wish but you can't even wash a dish | |
| But you love to eat and rest them stink ass feet | |
| And blow up my telephone line like you was home | |
| Seen a nigga make five quick calls to the dome | |
| Ride around all day, 'dro-ed or hash | |
| I ain't never heard once "can i help you with gas?" | |
| I ain't never heard "x, can i buy you a meal?" | |
| But if we going downtown niggas is ready to wheel | |
| Now if you broke you broke, you got five dollars, give me one | |
| Cos most likely i'll give it back before the day is done | |
| If i'm spendin and bending, you should do it pendin | |
| That day when you break out and finally get your cake | |
| But i don't let that stress me cos life is but a test, b | |
| And every waken day, i'ma stay okay | |
| Chorus to fade |
| Intro chorus: shelene | |
| Too late, too late baby, byebye | |
| I' ll be there tonight | |
| You' ll get left behind | |
| Now' s my time to shine | |
| Verse one: grand puba | |
| Now i got the best birthday present when my ass born | |
| It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer | |
| Life was kind of hard livin in hell' s backyard | |
| Didin' t have a job, honey fronted on the god | |
| Shorty racing, only hollering at cats who be lacin | |
| She had some shit with her, she was caught up in the glitter | |
| " brother come see me when you get five digits bigger" | |
| Oh that' s the way you tryin to doodoo on a nigga | |
| She likes the lavish, no time for a brother livin average | |
| Play the knees for the cheese like a savage | |
| Now she lost and turned out, rotten teeth in her mouth | |
| Cos she ran the wrong route | |
| Shorty ' member me, now i' m seven digits bigger | |
| Platinum artist status, mad cheese from hilfiger | |
| Now ya feelin me because you' re smoked out and high | |
| But too late baby, byebye | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse two: lord jamar | |
| I wish you could have been there when i had my first fight | |
| The other kid said he was gonna get his father | |
| I didn' t bother to respond cos i knew that you was gone | |
| Forced to carry on and teach myself right from wrong | |
| As far back as i can remember you was never around | |
| In september it was back to school | |
| The eldest member of my family so i packed the tool | |
| It made a nigga feel manly when i smacked a fool | |
| With it, could' ve schooled me on pussy before i hit it | |
| Or took me to a park with a ball and said " hit it" | |
| But we was all left in the dark, accepting the parts | |
| Of you we was able to get, affectin my heart | |
| Nowadays you expecting to start, anew | |
| When i lived my whole life apart from you | |
| Too late you better check the due date | |
| See there' s no explanation for the expiration | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge: sherene | |
| It' s too late, byebye | |
| Oh byebyebyebyebyebyeeee, yeah | |
| It' s too late, byebye, oh babe | |
| Byebyebyebyebyeeeebyebye | |
| Byebyebyebyebyeeeee | |
| Verse three: sadat x | |
| Niggas disrespect my crib droppin ashes on the floor | |
| Another half of beer i' m findin behind the chair | |
| Let you meal like you wish but you can' t even wash a dish | |
| But you love to eat and rest them stink ass feet | |
| And blow up my telephone line like you was home | |
| Seen a nigga make five quick calls to the dome | |
| Ride around all day, ' droed or hash | |
| I ain' t never heard once " can i help you with gas?" | |
| I ain' t never heard " x, can i buy you a meal?" | |
| But if we going downtown niggas is ready to wheel | |
| Now if you broke you broke, you got five dollars, give me one | |
| Cos most likely i' ll give it back before the day is done | |
| If i' m spendin and bending, you should do it pendin | |
| That day when you break out and finally get your cake | |
| But i don' t let that stress me cos life is but a test, b | |
| And every waken day, i' ma stay okay | |
| Chorus to fade |
| Intro chorus: shelene | |
| Too late, too late baby, byebye | |
| I' ll be there tonight | |
| You' ll get left behind | |
| Now' s my time to shine | |
| Verse one: grand puba | |
| Now i got the best birthday present when my ass born | |
| It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer | |
| Life was kind of hard livin in hell' s backyard | |
| Didin' t have a job, honey fronted on the god | |
| Shorty racing, only hollering at cats who be lacin | |
| She had some shit with her, she was caught up in the glitter | |
| " brother come see me when you get five digits bigger" | |
| Oh that' s the way you tryin to doodoo on a nigga | |
| She likes the lavish, no time for a brother livin average | |
| Play the knees for the cheese like a savage | |
| Now she lost and turned out, rotten teeth in her mouth | |
| Cos she ran the wrong route | |
| Shorty ' member me, now i' m seven digits bigger | |
| Platinum artist status, mad cheese from hilfiger | |
| Now ya feelin me because you' re smoked out and high | |
| But too late baby, byebye | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse two: lord jamar | |
| I wish you could have been there when i had my first fight | |
| The other kid said he was gonna get his father | |
| I didn' t bother to respond cos i knew that you was gone | |
| Forced to carry on and teach myself right from wrong | |
| As far back as i can remember you was never around | |
| In september it was back to school | |
| The eldest member of my family so i packed the tool | |
| It made a nigga feel manly when i smacked a fool | |
| With it, could' ve schooled me on pussy before i hit it | |
| Or took me to a park with a ball and said " hit it" | |
| But we was all left in the dark, accepting the parts | |
| Of you we was able to get, affectin my heart | |
| Nowadays you expecting to start, anew | |
| When i lived my whole life apart from you | |
| Too late you better check the due date | |
| See there' s no explanation for the expiration | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge: sherene | |
| It' s too late, byebye | |
| Oh byebyebyebyebyebyeeee, yeah | |
| It' s too late, byebye, oh babe | |
| Byebyebyebyebyeeeebyebye | |
| Byebyebyebyebyeeeee | |
| Verse three: sadat x | |
| Niggas disrespect my crib droppin ashes on the floor | |
| Another half of beer i' m findin behind the chair | |
| Let you meal like you wish but you can' t even wash a dish | |
| But you love to eat and rest them stink ass feet | |
| And blow up my telephone line like you was home | |
| Seen a nigga make five quick calls to the dome | |
| Ride around all day, ' droed or hash | |
| I ain' t never heard once " can i help you with gas?" | |
| I ain' t never heard " x, can i buy you a meal?" | |
| But if we going downtown niggas is ready to wheel | |
| Now if you broke you broke, you got five dollars, give me one | |
| Cos most likely i' ll give it back before the day is done | |
| If i' m spendin and bending, you should do it pendin | |
| That day when you break out and finally get your cake | |
| But i don' t let that stress me cos life is but a test, b | |
| And every waken day, i' ma stay okay | |
| Chorus to fade |
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