Lyrics:
a UFO
And everybody's standin hill side waiting to go
And for all that we know we coulda just been sold
By the government to aliens for God only knows
Never knowing if I'm all alone
Cause paranoia is the only friend that I know
And everybody else is gone
Their eyes are burning into my heart
We'll
about, I think. what
The kids today...because I feel like everybody's responsible, especially
The kids. if they don't feel like they have to change
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a detail
Do you remember back in old L.A. (Wo-oh-oh)
When everybody drove a Chevrolet (Wo-oh-oh)
Whatever happened to the boy next door,
Suntanned,
dick for free
(Now what did C?)
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I cooked it up myself and started passing out them hovers
Everybody
By myself at best, niggas know I'm a threat
Came in the game comin' at everybody's neck (everybody's neck)
Game on lock (on lock)
Remember days, had
Original rude bwoy on your scene
Haha ha ha ha!
Everybody light your blunts get your smoke on
Haha
All you bitches drop your drawers, witcha stinkin'
style
I knew that they were only jealous cos
People are all the same
And we only get judged by what we do
Personality reflects name
And if I'm ugly
wonderful everyday)
(Everyday could be so wonderful, it could be)
Everyday when you're walking down the street (Wonderful)
Everybody that you meet
Has
Not funded by Gilead Sciences
Funded by Blonded, independently
Let’s just get that out of the way
Club culture around late 70s and
80s nightlife
Side by side there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin' the boat that's us
The Redneck Yacht
remember going to school, we meet by the track smoking a sack
With the vato I sold it too, get him stoned
Then I jack it back, remember the guero use
remember going to school, we meet by the track smoking a sack
With the vato I sold it too, get him stoned
Then I jack it back, remember the guero use
from
Niggas on Xannies
Mommy on crack how we going
To feed the family
Might as well start selling it
Everybody inhaling it young, black
And intelligent
And the Crow in the city let's me know
Talks about scores but the scores like 3-0
Never caught me by surprise, no, we know
I won't let my words get ahead of me
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
Ay
Chyea baby
Squad
Baby, won't you come my way?
Got something I want to say
Cannot keep you out my brain
But first off I'mma start by saying
hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through
him born.
He got struck down by fever and it settled in his leg;
He loved the folks that wished him well as everybody did;
This world was lucky to see
a damn good lover
By the way you look,girl,in those hip-huggers
If I was a zipper I'd sneak a peek
To see if you were wearing anything undermeath
I don't
Shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your bloodclaat cryin'
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin', no lyin'
So don't you get suspicious
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