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[Brotha Lynch Hung: Talking] Hey Doom niggaz Come get drunk wit me Is it alright? [Brotha Lynch Hung] See what you don't know is I'm a 5150 a schizo in the mist I keep my pistol in my grips You disappear like extra clips If you fuck wit me Good luck wit me I'm buck 50 Don't worry about trouble 'cause I brought the truck wit me And I got the Cal.50 That's the only thing I trust lately That and my babies 'Cause they aint old enough to turn on me After this gravy, Like these paper plate ass niggaz And these lyin ass bitches All I need is me The rest of you all can die in these ditches I be a broke motherfucka Trench coat motherfucka Cut throat plus I'm motherless And your stomach can't stomach this My stomach is rumblin 'Cause I'm hungry Confused and half dead. one of them... Them dark broom niggaz Spark the room niggaz Start to finish niggaz My heart diminish niggaz So let's start it then finish it then back to the start I used to sing to myself in the dark Cry in the dark, kill in the dark, it's all the same [Chorus] Sometimes I get so high That's how I cope with life When things aint goin right I'm frustrated Fuck you for judging me Mind yours and let me be Why can't you niggaz see I'm frustrated [Pit] My attitude is shitty When I aint got no motherfuckin money When I'm hungry And can't put a damn thang in my stomach What's frustratin I'm havin problems with my old lady And lately she been against me and hatin Sayin fuck it I got to keep it ruggish and thuggish Mean muggin, kissin and huggin I aint got time for this fuckin love shit It's time to kick it and get it twisted With my homies and some bitches That's the deal Everybody straight fuckin It's fucked up when a big mouth slut Fucks it up for the rest of us She's a costing to us Nobody wants to fuck with her She's the ugly one I hate pussy lickin bitches I believe pussy belong to dick You already know I hate the fuck out of faggots Powder puff, twinkle toes, catch blows to the nose I don't think God meant for niggaz To bump dick heads and take it up the asshole Got to keep it real No longer debatin This is how I feel I'm upset and frustrated [Chorus] Sometimes I get so high That's how I cope with life When things aint goin right I'm frustrated Fuck you for judging me Mind yours and let me be Why can't you niggaz see I'm frustrated [Eklypss] I'm fixin to knock shit out the box And be a rabid dog Bounce bitches off walls Kill 'em all 'Cause I been strugglin like tug of war Since I was born in this wicked ass world Now it's time to let loose and get the juice Showin the steel toed boots And flip the loops Avoid all obsticles Well face 'em head up Nigga man up What the fuck, you scared or what? I hit the bottom when my pops died What fucked me up most is when moms cried Had to keep my composure (hold it in) Don't let her behold her (emotions) Be a soldier Now I been tryin to do this music thang For years and big money aint came But I'm tryin to be patient I'm still waiting Bout to break up and shake up shit 'Cause it's frustratin [Playboy 7: Talking] Shit man I'm tired of bein so motherfuckin broke If I wasn't so broke I could take care of my mama and my kinfolk But I'm just stuck out here By my damn self Thought I had family out here But they done fucked me Didn't even use no vasoline, none Ass still hurtin Trustin motherfuckers Rollin around with homies You know what I'm sayin Thinkin they hard, thinkin they down Flake out like some Corn Clakes Kelloggs ass niggaz I don't what the fuck to do anymore Man a nigga like me just can't work at no motherfuckin 9-5 job Got the motherfuckin boss fuckin off And I'm doin most of the work gettin paid bullshit I come in there on time, Do my shit and then I still get paid shit Don't even have enough money to pay my motherfuckin rent I gotta do a little hustle Shit man, there's a black and a white side Is there a gray area? I'm lookin for it Everytime it seems like I'm gonna come up Somethin always slaps me in the face Whether it be a Po-Po or a fuckin ho Ho ass niggaz not these hoes I trust no bitch Done learned that a long time ago Wish I had my motherfuckin pappy on the side of me And give a nigga some knowledge Teach a nigga somethin That nigga flaked off when I was 13 Ho ass motherfucka And if I find you I'm a whup yo ass too nigga Tired of bein broke Worried about my momma and thangs Thinkin about homies that's dead and gone up in the pen Motherfuckers that's fixin to go to the pen I just see it Feels like I'm just wastin my breath for some of the homies though I just don't even know what to do no more man Man fuck this shit Fuck it, I'm through
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