Lyrics:
of the new breed, young black ghetto seed
It's hot, get the anti-freeze, ya'll niggaz hustlin' for panties and weed
Henny and G's, I'm guaranteed to pop off
back on the map but damn, that was back a few years
Now the weeds have frown up and the buildings falling down
And you'd think they'd figured it out by
our way inside
In a crisis we cut away
what we don't need anymore
In the good times we find our way
We find our way back home
I rode my bicycle by
the tractor rut
Which eventually pulled out the Ford
Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck
?cept the big old four by hutterite truck
We
hell that was back a few years
Now weeds have grown up and the buildings falling down
You'd think they'd figured out by now
It's just a tumbleweed
than Niagara Falls
Any crumb out of line
Get stung by the nine
Left deaf, dumb and blind
Beaten and bagged and then dragged to the dungeon
Coppin a plea
arrive battered, beaten and scarred
Sensitivity charred from character barred
So hard to say goodbye to yesterday's dreamin'
Still pullin' weeds from
cause the data I speak
Is unique, it convicts with every tick of your heartbeat
I know the code of the street what?
Curse, rob and kill, smoke weed
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,
and the goddesses, devils and demons
I'm weed steamin, gold 32 karat tech gleamin
Cream feenin, like Casino, Trapicante Gambino
Rollin strapped on a bike,
was sent by God -n- gotta message fo yo thuggs
You ain't feelin me huh--Dat's why you steady bussin sluggs
Leavin em dead in dey blood--got mommas
on this earth
But there?s some here that hail from the moon
Like the nuthouse-kateers and the brown-baggied beers
Drunk by drunks who have drunk here for
[Chorus - 2x]
My life is sweet
You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps
Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee
Custom made
and weed
Enough to cover every
Night this week
The way I see,I don't
Care about your man
He don't need to know about me
Besides,he ain't right,
Walking down the street
By the house we knew
Weeds command the garden where
Our roses grew
Children I don't know
Climb our apple tree
And scar
dreams are gaudy
Rhinestone kisses on a
Backside nagahyde body
Propped in the rotten weeds
One whiff of at her and he was incomplete
She and I we had plans
rhyme'll get him by
Now he's leaking H2O, he couldnt escape the flow
Sitting nervous, waiting for his first tape to blow
For him success means try'na make
Russia
And roll up that weed, that came from Compton
Told my ex delete my number
'Cause we ain't got nothin' in common
Bro's kway-kway far away in
cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots
you!
Staring at the world from a layer view
'Cause I'm like a superhero
Spittin', uplifting my fuckin' peers dude
Leading by example only way you can
by four trucks pullin' up to the window
I roll the window down from the tint
When I send 'em
No sis, no seize
Good weed, gluten free
Back again,
my teachers
Smoking weed under the bleachers
Cutting out and gluing pictures
Carrying my CD player
Sucking on a Now or Later
Sour Apple was
außergerichtlich
Du stehst hier an für dein Arbeitslosengeld
Verdoppelst deine Deals für n 600 Benz
Ein Drive-by entstellt den Körperbau
Eine Messerstecherei
a lot from y'all
My darkest days was brightened just by chilling at the park with y'all
We ain't smoked no weed or drank no alcohol
We was just some
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