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[E-40]
Uh, you in a new school whip custom painted candy
apricot butter
I'm in an antique oldschool four door muffler
draggin' beat up duster
Wit scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars
Y'all git to drink out of wine glasses, we gotta
drink out of jelly jars
Down and out like four flat tires no washing
machine nor dryer
Just ah pillow sack
and ah bunch of clothes wrapped in a sheet on our
way to the laundrymat
Will I ever get paid, can I make a dollar out of
fifteen cent
Y'allz got it made, we broke and starvin' barely
payin' the rent
Sleepless nights, alligator tears
Mommy arguin' wit my daddy, daddy drunk too many
beers
911 Mr.Po, Po dey ain't happy wit day marriage
Pops tryn'a beat her down and make her have a
miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needle, she be gone for days
She on that da ah diesel, she gone end up wit aids
I told her I love her but you know what she said
to me
Everybody got a gay or atleast one dope fiend in
they family
You ain't the only one wit a reject in yo family
That's real
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned that we fill our paper want disappear
Ohe, hey it's been a long time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin' to say
and the and through the hard times we survive the
game
Survive the game
If y'all smell onions dat's my arms potent
the reason I'm musty is 'caus ewe ain't got no mo'
deordorant
The laughing stock patna, we aint got no cash
Feet stinking through my shoes in p.e. class
I'm thriznew wit biznieng brizoke
I'm about to hiznit the griznind and if I git
popped it ain't half no more
it's eighty percent of my time
But that's ah cha ah chance that I'm a have to ah
take
Today my son birthday and I can't even buy a cake
I'm so damn through ah through I had a j.o.b
You want me to cut my perm, oh y'all gone ave to
fire me
My fellow just got out da joint, that he might be
o.k.
But my fellow got out and got stabbed twenty-six
times that same damn day
Who wanted to git dunked on in the the flatlands
it ain't never too late patna
All we need is a piece of plywood and a milk
carton crate
What about dat shopping basket, you know I'm smart
We can gone take the wheels off that and ma ah
make a go cart
Yo peoples blessed you, I started from a quarter
ounce
You came in the dope game wit a silver spoon up in
yo' mouth
Why we gotta gamble maine
We hurtin', you got all the bucks
In the ghetto we play dominoes for push ups
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned that we fill our paper won't disappear
Ohe, it's been a long time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin' to say
and the and through the hard times we survive
the game
Survive the game
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