Lyrics:
oops, we caught you by suprise
[Mad Skillz]
While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint
at all
That’s when there’s alcohol
And I don’t want my friends to think I’m a punk
So it starts with a sip then a drink to get drunk
Then it moves
came around, I was a punk on playing grounds
Until I threw a brick at Rick that cracked his skull and laid him out
So by the seventh grade I thought that
in the face in L.A.
Ain't nothin' in the world that can keep me
From doing what I want to do
'Cause I'm too proud, I'm too strong,
Live by the code
be a fuck up
But I wanna do splendid things
I mean I want somebody to remember me
And maybe drive me around in a limousine
I'm just joking, I rather
head high and it'll be alright
Life
Everybody has troubles
Life's a constant struggle
Yo, Step into reality, it's a cold cold world
You got
head high and it'll be alright
Life
Everybody has troubles
Life's a constant struggle
Yo, Step into reality, it's a cold cold world
You got
to find an alien civilization,
A creature from a creation that's from outer space.
Sixty foot high for miles around;
One million tons of Phospho~Gypsum
Or roll around town with a floozy toss
Bitch I'm automatic
Don't trust lawyers or mechanics
Or punk hoes that be starten static
Get the yams ill get
hit you in your face
Hit you in your face, never hit you in your face
Nah, I never been a fan of the wackness
Been around the world with a map
seventeen, I got my behind kicked in
By this faggot kid named Michael Lenahan
He was fuckin' with my girl at the time so I had to just call him out
Meet me
to walk the dog, i walked around listening to doggy-style, with a walk-man on, assuming gin and juice, was ginger beer and apple juice, i got all my friends
Around here for your kind of punk bitchness
My mish is a surface to airwave, heat seeker endowed
Like a walrus no doubt, going deeper than the drowned
Rock
the lane
Dunked it like Shaquille and flexed as all that glass rained
Down all around us queue up the ticker tape parade
But now we understand the pitch
Everybody go side to side, and glide to the vibe
Turn yourself around and make your backbone slide
Lt drops the needle on the plastic
Things are getting kind
done been around the world fuckin' Kimmy and Jade
Brenda and Holly, I'll prolly end up skinny with AIDS
Golly, I took some molly, bitch, you really
When I sit back
Thank to myself
How mothafuckin fucked up
The World has become
It seem like violence, is the only things us mothafuckas know now days
Barry, bodies bloody like Mary
Too scary to even look at when that ass gets buried
Gettin' carried away put to death by the vet
I'm a rider,
wouldn't pass me up
I used to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never walk around with the white cup
Now I eat eighteen steaks, on silver plates
Girls
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