Be Without You (Rap Version)

[Raekwon]

We used to do the smurf together and bump

Hit Macys up and do {?} all down in the trunk

Aligator blazers and three fingers, playing the boat

Holding that thang, you holding my mans

Like a westside flick with a fly shorty

A bunch of young live niggas want you but their money is corny

What it do lady' Kiss your man hand and let him through sweetie

Watch it, she got a man, it's the remix

[Mary J. Blige]

Chemistry was crazy from the get-go

Neither one of us knew why

We didn't deal nothing overnight

Cuz a love like this takes some time

People start off as a phase

Said we can't see that

Now from top to bottom

They see that we did that (yes)

It's so true that (yes)

We've been through it (yes)

We got real (cencored) (yes)

See baby we been

[Hook: Mary J. Blige]

Too strong for too long (and I can't be without you baby)

And I'll be waiting up until you get home (cus I can't sleep without you baby)

Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel

Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it

Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby

[Mary J. Blige]

I got a question for ya

See I already know the answer

But still I wanna ask you

Would you lie' (no)

Make me cry' (no)

Do somethin' behind my back and then try to cover it up?

Well, neither would I, baby

My love is only your love (yes)

I'll be faithful (yes)

I'm for real (yes)

And with us you'll always know the deal

We've been

[Hook w/ Raekwon ad-libs]

[Raekwon]

Ayo I heard you in the hood like Hilary

Expensive boots and bags, bullets holding mad artillary

I been seen it coming like an all red, this was the date

Your whip change cus you wanna be more {?}

I blessed you with half my tolernace

Copped you the R5 and you went and crashed it up for following

And yeah, you let dons be dons

The chemistry so sincere, I'mma show and prove it's on

Fuck hanging, I need luck slangin

Plus when you got a real nigga in the cut, what, that's bangin

Kissing your head, getting bread, trying to avoid plagues

Chilling at your momma's crib, kissing they boy legs

Cus when I ain't home, you holding it

If love got it fucked up, tell the truth, ma you stole it

And don't take it personal lady, cus I can't (be without you baby)

[Hook]