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Aigggght he we go, white boy free flow
Out on the porch learning life's lessons as we blaze this herbal essence
A man still a child but I got all these questions
I'll never make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
All I ever wanted was some days chilling with the crew and my homey Tims
Burning bowls only to confide in more lost souls
Semper Fi? Fuck you, cause I lie
But you know you my homey, cause homeys always stay true
King deserved it but mums the word and you know what I mean
Like blacks with bats that go rat a tat tat bliggity blap THIS AINT AFRICA SO GO THE FUCK BACK
I cant stay hating on dreads tho
Cause from spread to spread
Dread to dread I keep it real so I dont end up dead, ya know?
The rest of ya like...
Inner circles?
3 words
FUCK-YOU-TOO!
All I see are fools saying how they heard me tell another person's business,
Fuck that
Fuck you
I'll cause dizzyness
Until you all stop acting like a buncha silly bitches
This Hatorade binge has gottttta stop with the quickness
Everyone jealous cause my people got props
Hit blunts and flip once but I'm chillin cause I'm friends of the cops
Thinkin I forgot how to rock them Tally home boys?
Then you forgot bout drinkin the house down
Droppin bow's with Reggie Brown, gettin dirty and rollin all night to O-town
5 hours deep and its reppin the J-ville
Rocks stacked sky high where the gunshots at?
We got it goin on but we're stuck in the hell hole
When this yayo get home we got it goin on
Coast t o coast
Bet momma wouldn't believe I roll out with a full clip
But momma they got mad hunger when I roll down the jungle strip
Just a sad excuse for a white boy they said
Fuck it I just do it how I do watchin the rest of you
Spendin' all your time wastin' time
That's bad business
Straight outta hoods of Cuntryside High, Big ups
Psyche! You're goofy like Joey Buttafuoco, nothing more than another C-Side fuck up
I think you dig the wastefullness of this
I'm dreaming of better reasons..but in my head you dead
I dont know bout you but I always wake up alive
Next time you wake up, go ahead and give it a try
I got homeys that lie, cheat, steal, kill and the world still turns
No matter who they are they always stay true to you know who
We do it like the dirty do, disappear, and get on with the burn
Cause this shits so real it puts me in duress
Watchin pigs get stuck in they bulletproof vest
All I can say is props man props.... props props... props
When the stress burns my brain like acid rain drops
Mary Jane.. She's the only one to make the pain stop
Its like baby boo I love you till my lungs turn blue
But I'm about to rip a page cause life's one big verse
"Just remember I got worldwide family all over the earth
And I worry 'bout 'em all for whatever it's worth
From the birth to the hearse, the streets, the guns burst
Words I disperse are here to free minds
And if mine are needy I need to feed mine"
Out on the porch learning life's lessons as we blaze this herbal essence
A man still a child but I got all these questions
I'll never make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
All I ever wanted was some days chilling with the crew and my homey Tims
Burning bowls only to confide in more lost souls
Semper Fi? Fuck you, cause I lie
But you know you my homey, cause homeys always stay true
King deserved it but mums the word and you know what I mean
Like blacks with bats that go rat a tat tat bliggity blap THIS AINT AFRICA SO GO THE FUCK BACK
I cant stay hating on dreads tho
Cause from spread to spread
Dread to dread I keep it real so I dont end up dead, ya know?
The rest of ya like...
Inner circles?
3 words
FUCK-YOU-TOO!
All I see are fools saying how they heard me tell another person's business,
Fuck that
Fuck you
I'll cause dizzyness
Until you all stop acting like a buncha silly bitches
This Hatorade binge has gottttta stop with the quickness
Everyone jealous cause my people got props
Hit blunts and flip once but I'm chillin cause I'm friends of the cops
Thinkin I forgot how to rock them Tally home boys?
Then you forgot bout drinkin the house down
Droppin bow's with Reggie Brown, gettin dirty and rollin all night to O-town
5 hours deep and its reppin the J-ville
Rocks stacked sky high where the gunshots at?
We got it goin on but we're stuck in the hell hole
When this yayo get home we got it goin on
Coast t o coast
Bet momma wouldn't believe I roll out with a full clip
But momma they got mad hunger when I roll down the jungle strip
Just a sad excuse for a white boy they said
Fuck it I just do it how I do watchin the rest of you
Spendin' all your time wastin' time
That's bad business
Straight outta hoods of Cuntryside High, Big ups
Psyche! You're goofy like Joey Buttafuoco, nothing more than another C-Side fuck up
I think you dig the wastefullness of this
I'm dreaming of better reasons..but in my head you dead
I dont know bout you but I always wake up alive
Next time you wake up, go ahead and give it a try
I got homeys that lie, cheat, steal, kill and the world still turns
No matter who they are they always stay true to you know who
We do it like the dirty do, disappear, and get on with the burn
Cause this shits so real it puts me in duress
Watchin pigs get stuck in they bulletproof vest
All I can say is props man props.... props props... props
When the stress burns my brain like acid rain drops
Mary Jane.. She's the only one to make the pain stop
Its like baby boo I love you till my lungs turn blue
But I'm about to rip a page cause life's one big verse
"Just remember I got worldwide family all over the earth
And I worry 'bout 'em all for whatever it's worth
From the birth to the hearse, the streets, the guns burst
Words I disperse are here to free minds
And if mine are needy I need to feed mine"