Lyrics
Spray you like some paint, cut to the chase
Pull up on your bitch, and I smack her with a mace
What's the issue? Pull up on your bitch, she need a tissue
Smoking on some loud, smoking on some cloud
Knock you out with this loud-ass sound
Pull up on your bitch, she finna go down
On me, I'm a true G
Sitting at the club, watching Shrek, like "E"
Uh, I got some fucking shoes
Catch me in the studio blasting Clown Shoes
Uh, we cannot lose
I had to ditch the Clown Shoes because they were obsessed with booze
They were like, "Can we bring some shots to a Kindergarten?"
No bitch, because I'm gonna bury you in my garden
Uh, recording this on a fucking Sony
All you pussy marks are just some fucking phonies, uh
I shoot bricks like breakout
They sitting at the end of the road for the stakeout
All these hoe motherfuckers wish they could see me
Bitch, I make a brick disappear, Houdini
I was looking at a couple decades in charges
So I hit the Louis store and made a couple charges
Hit the fucking block, found a fiend, then I charged him
Now I'm at the crib, with the 30, getting charged, shit
Got some money in my lap, laying with my eyes closed
Plug calling asking where his motherfucking pies go
Now he's throwing numbers out, telling me what I owe
Tell him "I'm a roach, right? What the fuck do I know?"
Throwing bullets in the clip, let the .45 blow
Goons pulling up, hopping out of like 5 rolls
So I figure "What the fuck?" Take a hit of my blow
Say hello to my little friend, El Diablo
Why do I feel this way?
Can it all just go away?
It's being too much, my head is about to crush
And I need some pills or something
Something to calm me down
I cannot do this anymore with all the fire around
I need to get out of here, I need to escape
Plot my next move carefully, now we wait
I need to get out of here, I need to escape
Plot my next move carefully, now we wait
I don't know what I'm doing, but it gets better
I know that for a fact, 'cuz I want it in the center
Of my heart, of my life, of every living being
If we can't live in harmony, then what's the point of living?
I don't know what I'm doing, but it gets better
I know that for a fact, 'cuz I want it in the center
Of my heart, of my life, of every living being
If we can't live in harmony, then what's the point of living?