Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Missing you like no other
The words changed...
We got long nights and cold summers
What a shame...
Sometimes you can't trust your own brother
A dirty game...
Think twice before you say you love her
Cuz they be playing...
I done rose I done fell
Found my self in a cell
I done seen niggaz tell
Climbed my way outta hell
Women see I'm doing well
But I dodge all their spells
They got rid of nextels
(They got rid of nextels?)
Niggaz text more and talk less
I'm confused...
Niggaz talk tough but wear dress
Im not amused...
Their are less jobs and more stress
So what to do...
If you go out and do your best
You'll never lose...Man...
I wish you were here
Things is real different and they dont compare
We would have a good laugh at the shit that they wear
And all the dumb shit that they do with their hair...feel me...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
A few niggaz made it out
Ain't gonna lie bro
A few bitches played me out
Nothing I'd die for
I made it the main stage
A lot of side shows
Somebody from the blocks with me
Where ever I go
These cops now are no different
But we can tape em
But their law has no limits
It's hard to shake em
They shooting niggaz in the streets
And getting off
You told me back in '03
F*ck the law
These rap niggaz now are so dumb
It's really crazy
They are getting on and so young
They're paying babies
They made some new shit they call trap
It's just some limited vocabulary non rap
And that's a fact
There's Some shit they call Wi-Fi
It keeps us tracked
Now anything you need bro
There's an app
Uh...
I'm just trying to keep you updated
Until the day I am upgraded
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
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Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Missing you like no other
The words changed...
We got long nights and cold summers
What a shame...
Sometimes you can't trust your own brother
A dirty game...
Think twice before you say you love her
Cuz they be playing...
I done rose I done fell
Found my self in a cell
I done seen niggaz tell
Climbed my way outta hell
Women see I'm doing well
But I dodge all their spells
They got rid of nextels
(They got rid of nextels?)
Niggaz text more and talk less
I'm confused...
Niggaz talk tough but wear dress
Im not amused...
Their are less jobs and more stress
So what to do...
If you go out and do your best
You'll never lose...Man...
I wish you were here
Things is real different and they dont compare
We would have a good laugh at the shit that they wear
And all the dumb shit that they do with their hair...feel me...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
A few niggaz made it out
Ain't gonna lie bro
A few bitches played me out
Nothing I'd die for
I made it the main stage
A lot of side shows
Somebody from the blocks with me
Where ever I go
These cops now are no different
But we can tape em
But their law has no limits
It's hard to shake em
They shooting niggaz in the streets
And getting off
You told me back in '03
F*ck the law
These rap niggaz now are so dumb
It's really crazy
They are getting on and so young
They're paying babies
They made some new shit they call trap
It's just some limited vocabulary non rap
And that's a fact
There's Some shit they call Wi-Fi
It keeps us tracked
Now anything you need bro
There's an app
Uh...
I'm just trying to keep you updated
Until the day I am upgraded
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Missing you like no other
The words changed...
We got long nights and cold summers
What a shame...
Sometimes you can't trust your own brother
A dirty game...
Think twice before you say you love her
Cuz they be playing...
I done rose I done fell
Found my self in a cell
I done seen niggaz tell
Climbed my way outta hell
Women see I'm doing well
But I dodge all their spells
They got rid of nextels
(They got rid of nextels?)
Niggaz text more and talk less
I'm confused...
Niggaz talk tough but wear dress
Im not amused...
Their are less jobs and more stress
So what to do...
If you go out and do your best
You'll never lose...Man...
I wish you were here
Things is real different and they dont compare
We would have a good laugh at the shit that they wear
And all the dumb shit that they do with their hair...feel me...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
A few niggaz made it out
Ain't gonna lie bro
A few bitches played me out
Nothing I'd die for
I made it the main stage
A lot of side shows
Somebody from the blocks with me
Where ever I go
These cops now are no different
But we can tape em
But their law has no limits
It's hard to shake em
They shooting niggaz in the streets
And getting off
You told me back in '03
F*ck the law
These rap niggaz now are so dumb
It's really crazy
They are getting on and so young
They're paying babies
They made some new shit they call trap
It's just some limited vocabulary non rap
And that's a fact
There's Some shit they call Wi-Fi
It keeps us tracked
Now anything you need bro
There's an app
Uh...
I'm just trying to keep you updated
Until the day I am upgraded
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Seems like once I get to sipping this Hen
I get to grabbing my pen
Then I try to talk to the dead
Again and again...
Writer: Sean Stanley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave