Teaspoon! Come here, here, hey, hey, hey look Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two of yay Muthafuckaz at mah house right now 'cuz
How long can (You see life is like football, you know I'm saying?) Before I to go to jail (You gotta hike the ball and just make something man)
Can I get real? (I mean you know you get tackled, you know what I'm saying?) somebody go and snitch (Then again, you might around and make a touch down)
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One false move, I can be I the cops, I use a decoy See my driver, he's a white boy
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One false move, I can be To the cops, I use a decoy You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy
All my I did nothin' but dealin' Learned to rely on my gut Yo name is What? I know you from where? Where? I don't to seem vicious but you look suspicious
Stop 'bout drugs on the telephone Stop walking with a bunch of thugs to my Stop fuckin' up, me before you come telling these bitches where you got it from
How long can I The Sheriff right down the block Before I have to go to Pass my beer so I can swallow this
Can I get real? Pass the the turnakit and syringes Before somebody go the DEA kick the door of the hinges
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
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move, I can be destroyed I the cops, I use a decoy You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy
As I bail the street with my khakis creased looking at me look like the police Havin' conversations with my assailants Do you think, we under police
questions giving suggestions Pulling Smith an' Wessons on strange Cookin' up, dollar bills stacked up Hope the cops don't backup, here come man
How long, stop runnin', stop runnin', can I The Sheriff department's right the block Before I have to go to my beer so I can swallow this rock
Can I possibly get Hurry up, the tabs, turnakit and syringes Before go and snitch Before the DEA kick the off the hinges
Maybe I stop sellin' water Spend more time my son and my daughter But my drug life me away from my wife She couldn't deal with the and the strife
The cocaine and the hood rats jockin' The late night knockin' the way blockin' Late at night I fantasize 'bout But I gotta dope till it happen For how
Hey, who is that, who is man? See you all up, I got these looks Yo man little kids comin' over here what I'm saying now
You know they snitch, they can't even lie to their parents What the fuck you think they gonna do when the pressure 'em? Get to and shit, Afroman sold it to me mommy He stays over
How can I sell? The Sheriff departments right the block Before I to go to jail Pass my beer so I can swallow rock
Can I possibly get the tabs the turnakit and syringes Before go snitch Before the DEA kick the of the hinges
I'm so paranoid, now God lay me to sleep Before the cops rape, please give me a If they kill me and I don't escape Pray some white person, video tape
Twinkle twinkle little little That looks like a car on my dope spot A police
I not little homie hold my gun I'm gonna run I run, I don't care
Throw dope, anywhere chase me, through the hood Straight in to the woods Fly like
I hear, German Freeze, hold it there dealers, nightmare Busted crack, criminal No support
Handcuffs very tight, Baptist all white They could never be my peers, me twenty years This rap so real, I'm glad I gotta record deal If I don't sell a mill, could, could happen still What a