Lyrics:
gear
And T.V. shows 'bout idiots that think country is drinking beer
Sick of seeing skinny jeans smiling like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
this world built perfect
Would you rock with me? Is it worth it? Or do you really think that I'm worthless
I got blessings, I got curses Ain't no one in
breakdown and shit you wouldn't think of
I spread it to Reggie, chances are better but deadly
You wanna be friendly on the get high Bentley
You twisted up,
of
I spread it to Reggie, chances are better but deadly
You wanna be friendly on the get high Bentley
You twisted up, burnt out within seconds
'Cos you
And the way that I survive is pumpin nickels and dimes
Pumpin rocks on the corner pumpin rocks cause I wanna
The little Don Ho drug dealer ? performer
go?"
I'm at the preacher's door
They wanna kill us dead
At the preacher's door
We said give 'em some more
This one time, do it fo' sho
But we gon' be
Preachers saying God got us, but the devil's out
You talk about being at the bottom of the stockpile
You was giving hand-me-downs
I don't wanna hear
They wanna see me fail well too bad I can't give a F
They wanna see me hurt well too bad I got no feeling left
I cannot be touched so too bad if you
started feeling funny, niggas coming short with money
I called my son, he told me chill, he'd be over in twenty
Punny, what's the deal? Niggas wanna kill
It was far from harmonious
Connected by our shared loneliness
Communities were polarized
Necessities still monetized
Anxiety's leaving each time I
waitin' for my chance to post bail
I wanna be paid in large stacks and mash in fast Jags
I blast and wonder how long will I last
My memories fade when
wrong
It may be
In rock songs
I rep that culture
Of the forbidden
My off the stage
Is never twisted
If you can dance to this
Do what you like
But I
Shorty wanna lay back
Told her alright cause it's just a one-night stand
No no strings attached
Can't do that I gotta stick to the mother fucking
a straight thug hustling family
Uncles bugged out
My momma keeping her sanity
A sister two years ahead
I remember all those rainy days
And cold nights eating
mother stay sober
I hate that my life is painful
I hate that im so hateful
Im stressin whats gone happen when out here getting more follows when i rock
my life don't change
I wanna fold, but i just can't cave i gotta flight
Don't know how much left is in me
Why do my thoughts always turn against me
face is on the rocks you gone really need some help
This life ain't easy fighting demons I'm just tryna make it out
My sister died inside her sleep
da Mecca, fat ass booties, buenas nenas
I like shrooms, twisted tea, i like white and LSD
I love you, you love me, driving slow angelic breeds
F.O.G.,
twisted
Cause 19 years of those have been stress
Never thought that I'd see this time
And it ain't no way that I'ma let it get by
Ain't no lie, deep
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
don't need ya love
Hook or by crook yeah I kno ima make it
Im All on my own don't need an assailant
Came from the bottom the slums Thas the pavement
You
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