Lyrics:
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out.
I told my brother, don't you ask me for no favors,
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
I don't care a lot about stuff and things,
Really preservation isn't easy,
Just sit by another slides
Right past unnoticed yeah
There were no
And no little bitches get by me, cause I check ID,
Kindly, step away from the cock if you ain't got the jist to freak/
Gimme your heiney - it'll fit -
Well, I'm rumbling in this JCB
I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant, sitting beside me
And engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we're singing
si baby doll get in my carucha, u've heard about me and they told u to be trucha.
Otra vez como la ves da same story, a rumor started by a girl
Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB
I'm 5 years old and my dad's giant sitting beside me
And the engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we're
holy..
I'm a drrty rokka!
A straight way-rokka!
I am scum, I'm a bum, I'm a white trash - motherfukker!
I'm a drrty rokka!
Your men's cokk blokker!
can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got
And by now you should know you don't stop til you drop
I got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles
on the hush
'Cause we're settin' it off wit an old school bum rush
And I see another victim
So I stick'em and kick'em then lyrically I vic'em
Leave the mind
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I told my brother, don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got
And by now you should know you don't stop til you drop
I got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles
mind
You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
You can be a king or even a queen
And when you
lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysis when it come to the good times, I'm used to the pain
Feelin' like a bum under the bridge, I'm so used
another bum
Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
I'm gonna be a pirate on the river Saskatchewan.
'Cause it's a heave-ho,
your fukin ass
That's when your ass be shaking all over the place
Who's the bum cuzzin' along in your hi fi
Stckin' do hitting the bong its
me and you, better have class, and by the looks of it you got much more than that.
Dappy:
See every other girl I've been with, had their face all up
Flowing like the Nile through the African pasture
Step onto my path and ya heading for disaster
Ask the nigga who was on my diggy bum shit
Couldn't
You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever the storms that come
Life is full of them
Take a look in the mirror at yourself
Believe in
Neigborhood bums up in our alley playin fist games
[Chorus]
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in
carucha
You heard about me and they told you to be trucha
Otraves como la ves, the same story
A rumor started by a girl named Lori
Selosa, cause down came
I'm a walkin' southern bound down the highway
Cars and buses and the big trucks pass me by
I walk awhile then I thumb they must think I'm a bum
is all I got
That's on my family
Pull up with that 38, it's too late to run
And I put him on First 48
You know I got the drum
Bah bah bah-bum, we
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