Lyrics:
shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft
You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set
You tried to copy in the lab, I
collectin' yo' check
So on the weekend they can hit the bar & get fuckin' wrecked
I ain't the one, buncha punks think they can beat my ass down
Can't wait,
despair, then beware, I'm here, I'm the Heir (air)
To make the world fair, I'm the last effort
And if we can't be honest with these mother effers, then what
of getting cheated
I'm by my damn self almost every single weekend
She won't stop calling
I can't believe it
Inside I feel numb
What have I done?
My life has
that's our main division
These little punks all just want smoke
Spreading the hate around while I sip "Stremonade" and squeeze out every minute
Call me
around, but they stay in they fence
Locked down in they perimeters, guarded by ninjas
Swords of emotions, challenge defenders
Reach for the highest limit,
Hanging out late with my friends, having fun like punks will do.
I never thought those days would ever end so soon.
But time goes by and all your views
Who the fuck are you I should remember you
What you think you like me
You ain’t like me mother fucker, you a punk
I been with made people
Connected
at night i'm tryin to get hip-hop and punk married
So get up for the freedom fight
We got the world in our hands & our hands at our sides
Get up for
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nothin' but a lean out thing
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop
[BOOM BAM]
I spent my life gettin' high
(Time passin' me by)
You catch me talkin' to myself
(I'm steady askin' me why)
Then I live more productive
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
A swagger for a switch
Imitators of the world know that it's a must
To have a body, a brain, a name like the Just
If you think that's all, I got somethin'
make a wrong move and I'ma bust em
I'm sleepin on the floor with my nines by the door
War ain't fair, it's war
Front line, muthafucka
[ Mos Def ]
You
Steady, steady like a Chevy
Out of control
With no brakes and wrapped around a phone pole
Then I explode on the world like see-4
Before the demo
any why
is it that only the good die
any why
do I gotta always get high
Surrounded by stripper and drunks
drug-addicts, geniuses and punks
and I'm
about this baby bein mine
And times is changin, you betta peep tha world around you
Comin up I'm bound to a Southside clown fool
Mr. Pookie, Mr. Muffit,
oops, we caught you by suprise
[Mad Skillz]
While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint
came around, I was a punk on playing grounds
Until I threw a brick at Rick that cracked his skull and laid him out
So by the seventh grade I thought that
be a fuck up
But I wanna do splendid things
I mean I want somebody to remember me
And maybe drive me around in a limousine
I'm just joking, I rather
in the face in L.A.
Ain't nothin' in the world that can keep me
From doing what I want to do
'Cause I'm too proud, I'm too strong,
Live by the code
at all
That’s when there’s alcohol
And I don’t want my friends to think I’m a punk
So it starts with a sip then a drink to get drunk
Then it moves
Or roll around town with a floozy toss
Bitch I'm automatic
Don't trust lawyers or mechanics
Or punk hoes that be starten static
Get the yams ill get
head high and it'll be alright
Life
Everybody has troubles
Life's a constant struggle
Yo, Step into reality, it's a cold cold world
You got
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