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D-Shot

Dannell Stevens, better known as D-Shot is an American rapper from Vallejo, California. D-Shot got his start as a member of the rap group, The Click, which also included his siblings E-40 and Suga T, as well as his cousin B-Legit. After E-40 formed his record label Sick Wid It Records, The Click released their debut album, Down and Dirty, after which each member released solo projects. D-Shot's debut album, The Shot Calla was released in 1993 through Sick Wid It Records. In 1995, D-Shot formed his own label, Shot Records where he released his second album, Six Figures in 1997. more »

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Contemplating at the red light
Reflecting what the days like
Feet tired from the nine to five, yeah we all know what that feels like
Working for the white man
Ain't part of the plan, hard workers are high in demand
But can't take no risks, my family be counting on this, the money to just coexist
Striving for better days, more money to wash away, the pain
Pursuit of the sense of security, probably ruin me, go spend a half at the brewery
Give me a shot, make it double, I need to escape from this struggle
And cope with the pain in my bubble
Away from my kids and wife, liquor will mask how I feel 'bout my life
Shit, I'm broken and stressing, sitting alone in this parking lot looking for quotes with Message
That teaches some lessons, and relay's that I'm not alone in this quest for ascension
Oh, did I mention, this weed and prescription mix well with the alcohol, closer to heaven
At least it's the Adderall helping me focus on pulling this trigger while gripping this Weapon, Bang
Shit, should I take my own life, or sit back an smoke while these thot bitches choke on My dick, purple lean in my sprite
Oh what a night, I'm lifted, conflicted, indifferent, not sure what to do with my life
But, my nigga hit me up on some crew shit
Like what you tryna do shit, heard you was in a mood shit
Aye yo I'm tryna bust a move quick, I got this chick on some freak shit
And I think she got a friend too, let's face it
I know you've been stressing bout bills, but let's keep it real, old lady ain't holding it down And you know I ain't never gonna squeal
So what be the play, you know I'm bout two blocks away from where Titi stay, where the Heathens play
I'm a drop these lil' children off with they momma and then I'm a head out that way
Aye watch what you say, my phone be on speaker, you know she a creeper, them leakers with speakers be squeaking like sneakers
Heard from the bleachers, Boynton Beach creatures ain't nothing but blood sucking Leeches
Long as I make it by three, I need about three hours of sleep
To hop in the shower, to wash off the powder that dried on the meat from the bitches that Creamed on the D
You know how it be
Shit, plus tomorrow's Thursday nigga
Can't be late
I'm only one day away from payday

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