I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
I'm like nine hours away from finishing my nine hour shift And wishing I was gone nine hours ago 'Cause nine hours wasted tossin' back the chicken I could
She says she loves me but she comes and goes when she pleases When the door shuts, it's like another papercut And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band
Now who you know leave the scene messier than canvases by Jackson Pollock Throwing multi-colored thoughts at a rapid pace? I'll make a mess, you dissect
I took cutie for a ride in my death cab She tipped me with a kiss, I dropped her off at the meth lab Before she left she made a dashboard confessional
[Intro conversation to open] If he were recording If he were recording right now Then he would be getting all this at the start My track - yo we should
G... C... H... G C H Hi, have you ever wondered what it would be like to listen to some music? Well this is your big chance. You see, music is much
Today I wasn't even gonna take a shower And then I got a call sayin' that my cousin died in a fire So I washed myself for what seemed like three hours
Let me call this old bitch See what this bitch doin' Call this bitch Raggedy-ass, shit man Hello? Whassup? Nothin', whatchu doin? Nuttin', just kickin
Creepin' down the back street on Deez I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated By some nigga with a tech
Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from
Yo, yo, whassup man? Yo, man gimme some of that old Gangsta shit, y'knahmsayin'? Some shit I can just kick back Smoke a fat-ass joint to, y'knahmsayin
So, all of you Africans, all of you Africans that wanna do thangs That's workin' for other people, y'all need to open your own business Save your money
Yes, it is I says me and all who agree are more than three 'Cause they we, yes, yo! I'm in the house now for sure Because I wanna talk about the hearts
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done
Who is the man with the masterplan? A nigga witta motherfuckin' gun 44 reasons come to mind Why you motherfuckin' brother's hard to find He been walkin
Once again The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder And we ain't askin' for shit, nigga we takin' it So Dre, blast they ass nigga Rat-
I'ma say this and I'ma gettin mine. If you ain't down for the Africans Here in the United States, period point blank. If you ain't down for the Ones that