Lyrics:
duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
nobody
Starkaroni probably fucked your aunt Mabel
In the stash house owned by El Patrón
Big friends in high places, always flyin' outta zones
Big banks in Sweden,
Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
repent
For message never sent, now
Hello, stranger
It's been a minute since we last kicked it
By the way, just got in town
That I won't let cumulus
down to get me by
The worst time in my life
And all I had was the memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message
bottles
Flirt with the hood rats then pop bottles
[x4]
[Paul Cain:]
Loso what it look like?
Let's get it in Yeah
[Verse 2: Paul Cain]
After a couple
all in my feelings
Drunk textin', sendin' him directions
Tryna see if he gon' come by
Drunk textin', hope he gets the message
Givin' you a piece
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
I'm proud to say
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
as I boldly walked by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story;
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die!"
"My friends and relations
live so geeky
Did just what you taught us, kept peace, no drama
Phoned home to the moon, did you change your number?
If and when you get this message
nigga
Stop playing man, the fuck is you talking 'bout?
I'm in the crib watching Larry King Live, the new Gucci's on
Refrigerator, smoking some kush,
a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'
your fist up in the air
Diallo, Bell, and Villanueva I say a prayer
I wonder do they include all the police murders when they go and calculate the murder
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
Confusion in her eyes that says it all
She's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer-by
She's lost control
And she gave away
is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke
the world as exotic, patience
Find me a friendship where I can see clearly
Intentions and actions they align neatly
Bring me a bottle, a message from
this mind control
They're gonna change this world we live in
They're gonna bring back the rock and roll
So if I can, I'm gonna break from this
Said our lady has a message for mankind
Frightened and bewildered, not making any sense
Dazzled by the virgin in her radiance
People from
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
Hi, harry, ona, ben, bo, billy, billy, bobby, bibbi,
All love from barb and ring,
I hope these messages can help you in your fight
against violence
walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine..
I was just walkin' by
and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
(And that was it.) I don't know?
silence of the lambs, bitch
Any questions, any problems, we could talk about it or we could shoot shots, swish
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