[ Featuring Ill.Statik ]
We got a love and hate relationship
I simply go above and beyond to escape this shit
I'm pleading my case to deaf ears
Just to say I had the balls to say the shit
But I guess this ain't the place for it.
Hands in the air like I'm changing the lights
Here you come again just changing the fights
Looking at my moms oh you was raising him right
Sarcasm is my fetish so be quiet unless ya want me to lay the pipe.
I came out at the crack of dawn
Couldn't crack a smile, too bored
Held back a yawn
Poppa ain't raise no rude boy
But he taught me how to use a tool boy
And I'm talking hammers and shovels
All After school boy
Growing up in campo I never had a pool boy
But swimming in legs by 15 shit I was a fool boy
Steady talking my shit oh yeah I was a ghoul boy
Thats the way life goes
The day statik was born same day hell froze
I drink beer n change my train of thoughts
I used to change hoes my like i change my favorite part of sox
Treat life like a paradox
Go to jail jus might wear my favorite pair of crocs
Boys smoked out lost they mind for a pair of rocks
Still posted on the block like a mailbox
Or pretty drawings on a prison letter
Decipher codes c.o's didnt know no better
Touchdown break it down for the underground
Duckin popos everytime they come around
Idk why they mad
Got a duffle bag full of cash
Even a badge couldn't hustle that
Hit the streets make it double that
No face no case yea have fun with that
Sorry jack but im done with that
