Looking At The Front Door

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[Verse 1: Large Professor]

We fight every night, now that's not kosher

I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer

And wake up to be greeted by an argument again

You act like you're ten

So immature, I try to concentrate on a cure

And keep lookin' at the front door

Thinkin' if I were to evacuate

You'd probably be straighter than straight

And wouldn't have so much hate

'Cause you don't know the pain I feel when I see you smilin'

And when I roll up, you start wildin'

So I front like everything's hunky-dory

But it's a whole different story

You don't like the fact that I'm me

I don't put on a show when it comes time for you to have company

And your friends don't understand your choice of man

They speak proper while my speech is from a garbage can

But regardless, you shouldn't have to be so raw

I'm lookin' at the front door

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I'm lookin' at the front door

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Baby, I'm lookin' at the front door

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I'm lookin' at the front door

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[Verse 2: Large Professor]

And when you're with your friends

I glide to the side until the spotlight is mine

And never sabotage a good time

But when they're not around, the fights commence

I'm the one you're against, and it doesn't make sense

'Cause I'm the one that you claim to love for life

But all I get is gray hairs and strife

And I can play some ol' stuck-up rapper role

And get foul every time you lose control

But that's not my order of operations

So I should win an award for lots of patience

'Cause that's all a fella can have

With a girl who's shootin' up his world like Shaft

And I don't think that I can take it anymore

I'm lookin' at the front door

[Chorus]

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I'm lookin' at the front door

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I'm lookin' at the front door

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I'm lookin' at the front door

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[Verse 3: Large Professor]

My friends always tell me how I'm lucky to possess

The best lookin' girl in the whole U.S

But every time you scream, you blow your finesse

Tryna diss the Professor

Twenty-four hours of actin' sore

Sometimes, I wish you'd come down with lockjaw

So I don't have to take in the breakin'

You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon

It seems like just two years

Back when we were bonded, and not pierced

But now I keep itchin' to jet

Sittin' in the chair just to stare, set

To sprint—

Yo! Sweetheart, you better take a hint

I say it now like I said it before

I'm lookin' at the front door

[Chorus]

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I'm lookin' at the front door

(Chick a boom, boom, boom)

I'm lookin' at the front door

(Chick a boom, boom, boom)

I'm lookin' at the front door

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Uh! Baby don't you cry now