Lyrics:
never understood me, but giving in was my choice
My bondage was by choice, cause I was scared of my voice
It's all clearer when you let go of that anger
Spreading across like a brand new evil.
Days go by, days left high and dry.
Relax and take a breath now
Before you break a bone and die
cnd you'e never see
Check the WAV
Bounce on that ass and don't step away
Count all the cash and throw extra change
Out with the bad and in with the WAV
If you never
straight Golden State
All-time great, sorry I'm late (alright man)
Back in high school, I was real boney
I started drinking 40's with my homies,
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (Ayeee)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (Yuhhh)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (Yeah Yeah)
Pistol packing never slacking
nobody 'gon Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi knight
The more space I get the better I write
(Oh) Never I write, but,
All my friends they want me dead
And I just wanna get out of my head
And all I really want is this pain to end
Broke, Down bad, with the 40 to my
each and every evening
For one epiphany grippin' zz's getting lost
In Herbies e-spliffianies
The E keep me in harmony
The P got me complacent B
Tossin'
It’s been 40 Cloudy Days 40 Nights
And i Cannot See The Light
So i take My Time
I try
To Keep a bullet out my brains
I’m Living on A Line
Of insane
under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
I’ma get it by myself
Never never needed help never never needed help
45 on my side 45 on my side
Niggas never down to ride niggas never down to ride
I'm gold chaining
Stacking chips home banking
Fuck what you saying
We was surrounded by gangsters
Now we surrounded by thinkers
Never to anxious
I play
"Ooh, ooh, pissin' on your steps"
It's D-E-L tha Funkee Homosapien to the rescue
I'm solo and threw a bolo and left two
Dancers back on Soul
nigga I remember cross the tracks
When Capt. Ricks and Kenny Wayne had a gang of that crack
Mane, I remember all that when E-40 was jammin'
Everybody
There's about forty days between
Thanksgiving and New Years
It used to always be my very
Favorite time of the year
But years pass, things change
Whoa
And you say New York City (uh huh)
Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby
We had
right on the floor again
I'll let my .40 getting roaring then, smoking a 3.5
I'm copping a zip and it flew by, saying "My oh my!"
I ain't let that slide,
(Hook)
Hey yo, Ms. Trina rock the party
Hey yo, E-V-E rock the party
Hey yo, get on up, shake your body
Ain't no quitting, when the ladies come
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, Lauryn
Light up di place, zeen? (L-Boogie, y'all)
(What? It's L-Boogie, y'all) yo
It's funny how money change a situation
get active
They out here beggin' for some change, they out here sackless
Made a forty from a O, Hewlett-Packard
Got the wave, I ain't trippin'
I'm not driven by the material things
Conditions, because I'm more of a revolutionary
Change your stunt game route
Mawufika ePinetown tuck your dumb
had like jazz
If you down for change then they take your voice away
And then they tell you the best is white
Co-signed by a nigga that pimped the mic
[E-40 talking]
Testing, testing...testing testing
Uh, Sick Wid It, Sick Wid It
707, Sick Wid It Records, Sick Wid It
Click shit, Click shit nigga
this here gat and shoot ya in the eye)
Who ya fucking with governor E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree
(Then swing ya by ya foot)
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