I been wild since my teen ages High speed chases, smokin´ weed in parking lots of police stations Couple CDs in my Discman, it was Pac or Nirvana
Skateboard deck was painted with a topless pic of Madonna Fuck a rule, I´m the same young buckaroo Beat a dude´s ass for a motherfuckin´ Dunkaroo Fuck school, fuck the president and fuck the world too Fuck this, fuck them, fuck that, fuck you I´m a problem, been disturbing the peace Bourbon bottles and vodka, my Honda swerved through the streets Middle fingers been wavin´ since I was barely 13 And you might die tonight if you decide you´re riding with me Still the illest cracker rapping, yeah they all been hatin´ Losin´ space for tattoos on my face, my hair was always braided Momma crying happy tears, her baby boy has finally made it
Never look mirrors, I get nervous seeing someone famous
I had a pack of cigarettes and didn´t give a fuck Bitch, I was bad to the bone Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome Flat broke, just a bunch of assholes Tryna see life like the glass half full Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome
I was wild since a child, talk shit, Imma lose control
Young kid didn´t have a car, fuck cruise control Always sittin´ passenger, my buddy drove a Saturn Roll up the weed, pass it Now we all laughin´ Smoke the blunt till it´s gone, laps all ashes Jump out for fun, run up, get your ass kicked Soundtrack of my life, Old Dirty Bastard 2Pac, Biggie, Nas, shit´s all classic Every Tuesday, new CD out the plastic Ditched school, smoked weed, drink till I´m blasted Master T was killin´ it, Lil Wayne was lil´ then East coast had it on lock like you can´t get in I remember the first time I heard Many Men And I´d still be rapping if there never was an Eminem Shit, who the fuck you talkin´ to? Fitter hats and Timb boots
I´ll kill any rapper and whoever fuckin´ sent you
I had a pack of cigarettes and didn´t give a fuck Bitch, I was bad to the bone Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome Flat broke, just a bunch of assholes Tryna see life like the glass half full Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome
Everybody heard of Nova Givin´ dirty looks and throwin´ shoulders outside bodegas like Mr. buy me Coronas
The type to slick a wallet and the flip IDs I was two middle fingers stickin´ out a Slipknot tee And if you met me you either got robbed or bought weed The mall rat bum with cigarettes at entrance 3 Skip so much that when I showed up they´d just call police Cause I only went to school to settle beef I was a menace in a tattoo choke, a necklace, stuffin´ lip gloss in my pocket Shotgun in a stolen Lexus, reckless The plug for anything, I did it all If you can´t find her, ask around and tell you who to call, meet me at the mall Trippin´ on shrooms, trippin´ off shoes, twistin´ up doobs Fuck everyone, I´m never gonna listen to you
15 year old me would put a fist through a dude From group homes to infamy, fuck you
I had a pack of cigarettes and didn´t give a fuck Bitch, I was bad to the bone Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome Flat broke, just a bunch of assholes Tryna see life like the glass half full Drove a beater that you couldn´t roll the windows up But the rims were chrome
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