I Used to Love H.E.R.

Album: Resurrection (1994)
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  • A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
    Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    And to the beat Com Sense'll be the sure shot, come on

    I met this girl when I was ten years old
    And what I loved most, she had so much soul
    She was old school when I was just a shorty
    Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me
    On the regular, not a church girl, she was secular
    Not about the money, them studs was mic-checkin' her
    But I respected her, she hit me in the heart
    A few New York niggas had did her in the park
    But she was there for me, and I was there for her
    Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her
    And just cool out, cool out, and listen to her
    Sittin' on bone, wishin' that I could do her
    Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be
    'Cause we related, physically and mentally
    And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around
    Slim was fresh, yo, when she was underground
    Original, pure, untampered, a down sister
    Boy, I tell you, I miss her

    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    A-Com Sense y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    UAC, yo, we gotta be the sure shot

    Now periodically I would see
    Ol' girl at the clubs, and at the house parties
    She didn't have a body, but she started gettin' thick quick
    Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric
    Out goes the weave, in goes the braids, beads, medallions
    She was on that tip about stoppin' the violence
    About my people she was teachin' me
    By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me
    In a method that was leisurely, so easily I approach
    She dug my rap, that's how we got close
    But then she broke to the West Coast, and that was cool
    'Cause around the same time, I went away to school
    And I'm a man of expandin', so why should I stand in her way?
    She probably get her money in LA
    And she did stud, she got big pub, but what was foul
    She said that the pro-black was goin' out of style
    She said, "Afrocentricity was of the past"
    So she got into R&B, hip-house, bass, and jazz
    Now black music is black music and it's all good
    I wasn't salty she was with the boys in the hood
    'Cause I was due for her, she was becomin' well-rounded
    I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
    Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
    And you could tell by how her titties hung

    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    And to the beat Com gotta be the sure shot
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    If you don't check it, mm-mm, bust it, bust it

    I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative
    Once The Man got to her, he altered her native
    Told her if she got an image and a gimmick
    That she could make money, and she did it like a dummy
    Now I see her in commercials, she's universal
    She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle
    Now she be in the burbs, lookin' rock and dressin' hippie
    And on some dumb shit when she comes to the city
    Talkin' about poppin' Glocks, servin' rocks and hittin' switches
    Now she's a gangsta rollin' with gangsta bitches
    Always smokin' blunts and gettin' drunk
    Tellin' me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk
    Stressin' how hardcore and real she is
    She was really the realest, before she got into showbiz
    I did her, not just to say I did it
    But I'm committed (girl, he's committed)
    But so many niggas hit it
    That she's just not the same lettin' all these goofies do her
    I see niggas slammin' her and takin' her to the sewer
    But I'ma take her back, hopin' that the shit stop
    'Cause who I'm talkin' about, y'all, is hip-hop

    To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    Mainframe, yo, they gotta be the sure shot
    A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
    To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
    A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
    A-one, two, Com Sense is gonna drop, haha

    Mmm, mmm
    Uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Uh-uh, uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Uh-uh, uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Uh-uh, uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Uh-uh, uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Uh-uh, uh, uh
    I used to love H.E.R.
    Went and fucked up all the shit, y'all

    "You ain't got your woman in check, man?"
    "I think you're overstepping your bounds just a little bit"
    "I can't do this anymore
    I can't do this anymore" Writer/s: Ernest Dion Wilson, Lonnie Rashid Lynn
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Wired Ace from Inner SpaceH.E.R. Stands for Hip-Hop in its Essence and Realness.
  • Fatima from Norfolk, VaBEST SONG EVER!!! Only Common could do this extended metaphor this well.
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