DJ Why you keep givin me cards I keep? I throw these two back, you me two more, they're so cheap I couldn't get the winning hand that I wanted in my Cause when the dream get good, I get trampled by Nightmares, when I'm walkin in day I'm havin that I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way And there's this man in a suit, he take a and he say, "You have a that you made and you broke it today." Now part of this movie here did I just miss? Did I really sell my soul to this big red I think what you got to offer is really enough For sex and houses, money and stuff I'd be broke and own nothin but piece of mind and a Benz, and a house, and a on top, help me out I sink the boat There's be more than 50 ways to keep afloat Cause I feel like I'm suffocatin, I breathe I go, but I'm too afraid to leave Take me with you Mausie, I know seein somethin grand as you fade away, and you release my hand And it shook my balance, cause you ain't no alive You think I'd see you, if I chewed 45? Oh I'd be the person poppin three, droppin me to the abyss, but I miss, what's me? I got the pressures of the on my little back My nerves are into jelly and I'm bout to crack You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by back? No I really protect them all because the truth is Forever bars and scars Bein and dyin young makes forever stars me why am I so hesitant? And the way life's goin, looks like hell comes, I'ma be a resident
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DJ They tell me Quik, suck it up, I'm to But me and Mausberg was closer most knew It dramatized, and it ain't a fuckin act when traumatized, and it ain't no turnin back When you're so connected, and it's hard to keep your When you're so affected, and hard to love again When you're so neglected - suck it up, I'm to That ain't easy for you're close to, shit See your homey in a coffin is so wicked and It's be harder on all of us, cause we gon' relive it Over and over, drunk or sober, October to October I steadily like I'm gettin knocked over And all the money in the world, don't it better And a whole bottle of alcohol, don't it wetter With a blur and a slur I'm still ya name And on top of this drama you add Wild But when you start to bubble then your friends spite you And if you go to church, then won't like you I feel like a giant on a worldwide but at the same time trapped in a real cage With no way out, I play out, then I come Cause there's an unwritten law that I can't be wack So I put on my game face, go back to the place Only to realize that y'all ain't got the taste Even with somethin new, they at you cold And without a hot face, you old And leavin me and broken-hearted How could I be finished with West coast rap? I helped it!