DJ Why you givin me cards I can't keep? I throw these two back, you throw me two more, they're so I couldn't get the winning hand I wanted in my sleep Cause when the dream get good, I get by sheep Nightmares, even I'm walkin in day I'm havin dreams I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way And there's this man in a suit, he a toke and he say, "You have a promise that you made and you it today." Now which of this movie here did I just miss? Did I really sell my soul to this big red I don't think what you got to offer is enough For cars sex and houses, and stuff I'd rather be broke and own nothin but piece of and a Benz, and a house, and a on top, me out before I sink the boat gotta be more than 50 ways to keep afloat Cause I like I'm suffocatin, I can't breathe I go, but I'm too afraid to leave Take me with you Mausie, I know you're somethin grand as you fade away, and you gently my hand And it shook my balance, cause you no more alive You think I'd see you, if I this 45? Oh I'd be the first poppin three, droppin me to the abyss, but I miss, what's me? I got the of the WORLD on my little back My nerves are turnin into jelly and I'm to crack You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by back? No I protect them all because the truth is wack Forever bars and scars Bein trapped and dyin young makes stars me why am I so hesitant? And the way life's goin, looks like when hell comes, be a resident
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DJ They tell me Quik, it up, I'm supposed to But me and Mausberg was than most knew It dramatized, and it ain't a fuckin act when you're traumatized, and it ain't no turnin you're so connected, and it's hard to keep your focus When you're so affected, and it's hard to again When you're so neglected - suck it up, I'm to That easy for somebody 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 feel I'm gettin knocked over And all the money in the world, don't make it And a whole bottle of alcohol, make it wetter With a and a slur I'm still callin ya name And on top of drama you add fame? Wild But when you start to bubble then your friends they you And if you go to church, hip-hop won't like you I feel a giant on a worldwide stage but at the same time in a real tight cage With no way out, I play out, then I come Cause there's an unwritten law that says I can't be So I put on my face, go back to the same place Only to realize that y'all got the same taste Even with somethin new, they look at you And a hot face, consider you old And leavin me and broken-hearted How I be finished with West coast rap? I helped start it!