Teaspoon! Come here, here, hey, hey, hey look Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two of yay at mah house waitin' right now 'cuz
How can sell? (You see life is football, you know what I'm saying?) Before I to go to jail (You gotta hike the ball and just something happen man)
Can I possibly get (I mean you you might get tackled, you know what I'm saying?) Before somebody go and (Then again, you fuck around and make a touch down)
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move, I can be destroyed I the cops, I use a decoy See my driver, he's a white boy
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move, I can be destroyed To avoid the cops, I use a You see my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy
All my life I did nothin' but to rely on my gut feelin' Yo name is what? What? I know you from where? I don't mean to seem vicious but you suspicious
talking 'bout drugs on the telephone Stop with a bunch of thugs to my home Stop up, call me before you come Stop these bitches where you got it from
How long can I The departments right down the block Before I to go to jail Pass my beer so I can swallow rock
Can I possibly get Pass the tabs the and syringes somebody go snitch Before the DEA the door of the hinges
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move I can be destroyed I avoid the cops I use a You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One false move, I can be I avoid the cops, I use a You see my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy
As I down the street with my khakis creased looking at me look like the police Havin' conversations with my gang Do you think, we police surveillance?
Asking questions giving Pulling Smith an' Wessons on strange Cookin' crack up, dollar bills up Hope the cops don't backup, here they man
How long, runnin', stop runnin', can I sell? The department's right down the block Before I have to go to Pass my beer so I can swallow this
Can I get real? Hurry up, the tabs, turnakit and syringes Before somebody go and Before the DEA the door off the hinges
Maybe I stop sellin' water more time with my son and my daughter But my drug life me away from my wife She couldn't deal the stress and the strife
The cocaine rockin' and the hood rats The late knockin' the drive way blockin' Late at night I 'bout rappin' But I gotta dope till it happen For how
Hey, who is that, who is that See you all fuckin' up, I got looks Yo man little rich kids comin' over what I'm saying now
You know they gonna snitch, they can't lie to their parents What the fuck you think they gonna do when the police pressure Get to crying and shit, Afroman it to me mommy He stays there
How long can I The Sheriff departments right down the Before I have to go to Pass my beer so I can swallow this
Can I possibly get Pass the the turnakit and syringes Before go snitch the DEA kick the door of the hinges
I'm so paranoid, now God lay me down to Before the cops rape, give me a beat If they accidently kill me and I don't some white person, gotta video tape
Twinkle twinkle little little That looks a police car Shining on my spot A police
I not little homie hold my gun I'm fuckin' run Where I run, I don't
Throw dope, anywhere Cops chase me, through the in to the woods camera Fly like
I hear, Shepards Freeze, it right there Drug dealers, crack, criminal court No black
Handcuffs very tight, jury all white They could be my peers, sentence me twenty years This rap so damn real, I'm glad I gotta record If I don't sell a mill, this could, could still a predicament