Lyrics:
the paper bag around my head there's nothing here though
Crashed my mammas car in through the bedroom window
I've got that open floor plan these bitches want
with little play
And we laughed till we bent double
Though we knew we'd get in trouble
But trouble's all we had at evening shade
Now evening shade
these days, and it
Pains my soul to even have to say this shit
Slave in the matrix, still set upon makin a statement
And I'll never fake it until I
2:30 in the muthafuckin' mornin', what the fuck you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryna get rid of this bomb and purp, man
Man you can come with me
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
water turn sons to grandaughters
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring trouble where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause
young niggas
Top Notch Entertainment
Top Notch Entertainment thats TNE
We bout to blow like some TNT
Put in here like a DVD
Fucked his lil bitch thats
2:30 in the motherf*****' morning what the f*** are you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryin to get rid of this bong purp man
Man, you can come with
know I love you
Every since I was a kid
I would always get in trouble
Now that I done grown up
Imma different kind of trouble
Ain't no one on one's here
gon' have a little church up in there
Oh, oh, oh, I'm blessed
Wakin' up, thankin' God
Every day is feelin' just like Sunday
Wifey fly, by my side
living in a casket
Weaker than tomorrow, but stronger than yesterday
Every day I make it through, forever dedicate to you
I'm just tryna get my mind right
?
These are the days of our lives (lives)
Do or die, (that died to Boo - he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every
Jacks all day.
It's a patriotic scene, all that's missing is the Queen,
But she said she couldn't make it of a Tuesday.
Then something wells up here
been in trouble, I've been I've been I've been I've been I've been in trouble
I do not fumble and I walk alone
When I check my angles in trouble because
of the day its not ya'll struggle
But you always got something to say
Well hear this fuck you
Yeah that's right I'm talking to you come try to sleep in
Don't know where I'm going tomorrow
But I know where I'm Going right now
Living day by day in the moment
Going forward , chilling out and slowing
the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
But when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
If I choose to ride,
tonight
Double, double, boil and bubble
You have summoned up a coven of them, boy
You're in trouble you can cry
You can try to hide or run underground
But
a twist
M4A1 to genie dust
Ay Veda's beating us
I'm so devious
I'm so devious
Shout out Double G on this one
I'm so devious (Cd's up in here)
I'm so devious
day by day
I know that
You'll be ok
Cheer up
It only gets better from here
The worst is gone
And you haven't got
A thing to fear
As the days get longer
be here for long
I always say I love you and one day you'll get a home
I'm giving you my word had to put it in a song
Don't do nothing for me cause one
a blue-eyed world
That said it once loved you
But that was in your youth
Such a long, long time ago
As the days went by
With your pride walking beside you
feel trapped
I'm tangled up in this life and acts of the day
How can I protect my peace if it's disarray
I don't know what the hell to do
I'm tired
possessions we are humans
We like to be wined and dined by candle light
Not being cooped up in the house
Trying to be held up tight
So Jazzy Jeff and Fresh
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