Cuz growin up I was never the logical one packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son with a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped I went looking for fame and yo I´ve never been back
filled with spite staying high as a kite I was dealin and stealin everything in sight pool hustling trying to make that green I´ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13 working like a bitch like a god damn tank some disagree because me rents had bank but all that´s gold non´t always glitter so I´ll take another puff from my one hitter I´m a slave tot he trade I´m paid to rhyme blow all my cash on cheap women and wine cause money, money, money ain´t shit to me but I gotta make a lot just to be free Please God Please I´ll pay any cost If you´d just stop the world cause I wanna get off there´s too much hardship there´s too much pain there´s too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I´ve been to your mountains I´ve been to your seaside and everywhere I went somebody´s wanted a free ride but parasites can´t fake the Rock and any suckers that step in my way are getting shot cause I hold key to my own success and suckers that step shall be put to rest yes, I hold the key to my own success and suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest, so pass the buddha the funky tie hooter and watch me rip because I´m such a slick shooter. not a generic dime a dozen M.C. never was in a posse never wanted to be now I´ve neen walkin the earth since the beginning of ti
and won´t leave till I´ve received that 7th sign all this talk their gonna drop the bomb, but life keeps going on and on and on and on the world´s end don´t worry me and I´m gonna get where I´m going just hurry me cause I´m in no rush and I can´t stand rushin everything is slow motion like I´m trippin on tussin fussin with the girls they waste my time thrashin and bashin going out of my mind crucified by the critics everyday cause I ain´t really got that much to say I´m a slave to the trade I´m paid to rhyme I don´t wear a watch and i don´t keep time I live my life just like the skipper but only at night because I´m a day tripper twitchin-shakin like corky shootin smack but still life goes on
visions of red shoot through my head and I won´t stop trippin till the day I´m dead.
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