9th of 10 free downloads. An incredibly creative track w/a laid back feel & a hard hittin bassline. Tha fast-paced verses and beat will entrance you, while tha chorus and outro will make you trip.
hiphop
rap
real
lyrics
underground
south
independent
rapper
crunk
cashville
konquest
attila
Story behind the song
Originally i was just tryin to make a track for niggaz to smoke to, but tha more i worked on it, tha funnier it got. So i decided to go all tha way with it. But i had to make sure i ripped it in tha verses & kept tha beat as cold as possible, otherwise no one would take tha song seriously.
An believe it or not, tha 1st verse is actually based off some real shit. i was at a house party out in Antioch w/Calico, Beadie & my boy Brian when we were young and i got drunk as fukk. In fact, i got so drunk i tried to walk home from tha party (i lived in a completely different part of Nashville). I was pissin in tha middle of tha street and everything. I somehow found my way back & when tha party was over, i tried to go to sleep under tha streetlight while we waited for my ride to come. Everybody was trippin off that shyt. So when i wrote that verse, it was really just an inside joke
Lyrics
Gone
(chorus)
fuck all you niggaz i don't give a fuck about ya'll hoez
(about ya'll hoez)
fuck all you niggaz i don't give a fuck because i'm blown
(my mind is gone)
fuck all you niggaz i don't give a fuck about ya'll hoez
(about ya'll bout ya'll hoez)
fuck all you niggaz i don't give a fuck because i'm blown
(a-ba ba, blah blah, oh oh oh oh oh)
(verse)
It was a Friday night and some niggaz had to die
they hated on my lick so you know i'm finta ride
but before i start killin, man i gotta get high
so i called up some white boyz to fill up my supply
they always hook my niggaz up for free
so they can brag to these freaks that they hang with me
they gave me blunts then we smoked til we could hardly breathe
and then i headed out to creep on them bitchez while they sleep
this night vision scope's workin like a charm
when somethin's goin wrong cuz to my alarm
my vision's gettin blurry and i'm startin to choke
ayy!! somebody get these fuckin worms off my arms!!
what tha fuck?! i'm startin to hallucinate?!
man, them blunts that i got must be laced with white
now i'm sittin here fucked up tryin to hide
but i cain't cuz tha dank got my mind so high
as i slowly give in to the trance
my body started floatin so i covered up my head with my pants
i pulled a bow and arrow then i glanced
an saw some little kids so i shot em, celebrated with a dance
now i'm gettin hot, nearly passed out from the heat
so i laid in the street and started beatin on my meat
now my head fuckin hurts, stutter-stutter when i speak
oh no! here come the cops, ti-time to retreat
i'm runnin ru-ru runnin from mutha fuckin cops
they're lookin all pissed off, and i ain't gettin sh-shot
they're tellin me tellin me tellin-tellin me just stop
i hopped a fence, the fence had em blocked off
so fuck it i'm runnin away, pain is fillin my brain
i'm sittin here tryin to maintain but dammit i cain't
now that i got away i'm headed for the shade
so i hid in some bushes waitin for this shit to fade
and it seemed like hours passed, sittin here on my ass
trippin off the smell when i fart in the wind
steady actin a fool, on my face was a grin
but i liked it, i think i wanna do that shit again
but hey, what can i say? I'm blown
my mutha fuckin mind is gone
from fillin my lungs with smoke
i think i'm finta die, oh no!
(chorus)
As i take another puff, of that mutha fuckin light green stuff
my mind starts trippin and my vision's gettin rough
but i caint get enough cuz tha dank that i love
got me thinkin that my mind is high above
and i won't stay tha same
cuz a nigga takin smoke to the brain
when it's runnin through my veins i begin to faint
an now my mind's goin blank but i caint complain
because i'm always lookin for a chance to get high
cuz i gotta take away all tha pain in my mind
if you come where i reside then i guarantee you'll find
that we stay smokin hay til tha day that we die
these gals keep tellin me to give up on the weed
cuz they know that i'm smokin til my lungs begin to bleed
i'm gone when i'm stumblin and fallin on my knees
but that's how i like it when a nigga's on that green
i tried to stop havin chronic thoughts
but i couldn't cuz i'm always on tha grind
if i could find tha time i'd give it up, but why?
so i'm stayin in a fucked up state of mind
when i was rollin with my niggaz tryin to find tha weed
we saw some fans so i let them gals hang with us
now they're sittin around pissed off, bored as hell
i ain't concerned with them hoez they just came to fuck
cuz dogg, just to be real, when i'm rollin with my thugs
only thing i'm thinkin of is tha mutha fuckin bud
and tha feelin i get when i take a puff of tha chronic cuz tha drugs
got a nigga feelin crunk when i'm in tha club
and then we opended up a packk of them Sweets
an i splt em down tha middle and i fill em with weed
since i'm hittin for free, stingy's what i won't be
so i passed t