Lyrics:
pass me the weed
Let me roll this-
10 v. 1 got cheffed in my bum, cheffed him in his lung, don't talk about- (bah, bah)
Licked off a- and he flew in
the average man
Spiked with the lead, ricochets over my head
Cops will leave em' dead
Chokehold force keeps on distorting the truth
Then it comes right back
head off
His sister out there yelling
Why you do that know you dead wrong
He just had a son
Now he might grow up I'm a group home
Dealing with these
on pause
All these sounds in my head, they never cease as I fade out
When reality is dead the music makes it better
Time and time again, when isolation
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
in my bed
You told me it’s over and it’s all in my head
But if I let go of this moment then I’m better off dead
Man this happens every single time that
Go head and give yourself a hand
Too numb too dumb
Guess im better off dead
Only wanna lend a hand when they're sick of your dread
EVerybodys selfish
juice I'm leaning off drank
All them backwoods and dutches get filled with that stank
He could probably get hit by the end of the day
I been chilling
the street
Two monkeys jumping on a bed
And one fell off and hit his head on the ground
The other monkey called a doctor
Said "another body dead on the ground"
to get in my song
Oh well your mama was a bastard
Had your plastered face all over the scene
You got hassled by your daddy
Always pushing trying
Yeah these sweet memories lay inside of my head
If I forgot them I'm better off dead
She mad at me for the shit that I said
But she Doesn't know that
it better be
I block her number she dead to me
Women they never could better me
They try to tell me it's jealousy
Mama always told me keep my head up
(I don't even really be rapping like that no cap)
(I don't even be trying and shit)
Back on my shit like I left sum
Nigga said he wanted smoke he can
back and better than ever
Niggas mad cause I'm getting money getting cheddar
Song got you pressed up, yeah that a vendetta
I be chapping off heads like
Motherfuck a free thought and the law
The police wanna get the man
But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off
I’d rather chop off my head
better use it
Cause if you're threatening my life, better believe I'll be a fool with it
I don't take no shit from nobody
I gots the Goodie Mo crew right
what Uncle Greg said
West Coast off the meds
No screws in my head
Remember when a hot twenty
Was the right grip of bread
We was almost in the lake
When
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
high…"
"Feels like loads of fun, I would do it"
I said, all killer no filler, I sum 41 40s down the hatch
No reaction, I swat the haters off my back
Quick
changing in my head
I thought I could change it
I shouldn't take so long to prove it
Why am I walking so fast now ?
How did I start to run the movie
or pick ups
Only time they see me
I can't get to comfortable w/ my peers
We a bunch a of demons
She ain't never love the G , I see
She just want sum
forget that I’m numb
I don’t want it if it useless I’m better off with 8 fingers after I remove both of my thumbs
Master splinter with the stick I think we
time to react
But the Devil took over next thing you heard was click clack
Brodie laying dead hurry grab the pack and hits the dash
Tae skirting off now
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