Sesame Street
Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:20 am
Grew up expectin the worst, high school friends in the dirt
Now reppin our turf when we burn tires bending the curb
Return fire, ending your hurt, Puttin bullets in they head
Making them bleed like ink when I’m pullin my pen
You see, I’ll snatch his wallets for the Presidents in it
And put change on my fist just to knock some sense in him
Change up the speed, I’ve been dealing with pain since a seed
Aint tryin to die so I stay high cant refrain from the weed
Cant ya tell, I been livin in this shackled hell
Trying to be a father and raise my daughter as a Jazzy Belle
Tired of clappin guns and feelin like an Outkast in the Dungeon
Too much run ins, with the Law never ever saw it comin
I spit crack out the mouth, so now my jaw is numb and
Now I got ya open, volume on the next hook pumped
And Lead gets dumped leave ya checkbook slumped
Now reppin our turf when we burn tires bending the curb
Return fire, ending your hurt, Puttin bullets in they head
Making them bleed like ink when I’m pullin my pen
You see, I’ll snatch his wallets for the Presidents in it
And put change on my fist just to knock some sense in him
Change up the speed, I’ve been dealing with pain since a seed
Aint tryin to die so I stay high cant refrain from the weed
Cant ya tell, I been livin in this shackled hell
Trying to be a father and raise my daughter as a Jazzy Belle
Tired of clappin guns and feelin like an Outkast in the Dungeon
Too much run ins, with the Law never ever saw it comin
I spit crack out the mouth, so now my jaw is numb and
Now I got ya open, volume on the next hook pumped
And Lead gets dumped leave ya checkbook slumped