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Genre
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Peak #5,248
Peak in subgenre #741
Author
Predator
Uploaded
January 29, 2004
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MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
"What kinda habits you got an what kinda life do you lead Mutherfucker
ill drink a six pack and kick your focken ass wit massive Raps
fracturin your backs real fast like..so sit back an get High
from these fat flows of truth man hahaha, now listen.."
Once in a while, this mutherfucker right here gets Torn Down
too many drinks an still thinks he knows the path home
but really hes overblow'n 22 times the legal limit
grip on the beer bong in his back pocket, walkin okward
talkin obnactious, fuckin beer caps an condoms fallin outa his boxa'z
startin to feel nosious cuz hes gone too far it cant be stoped
hes off his rocker, so he up and splits the scene, tha fiend is gone
walks ten feet out the door in amazment, the whole fuckin worlds lookin like-a-maze
the voice inside mumbles "start stumbelin'" left, right, right to left
showin no respect to the neibours cuz he favours rap, and yells lyrics so loud it sounds wack
fuck it, hes off track, enters a simila back door to his own and thats when he hears
"oh no, this boys outa control, someone find this mutherfucker a home
or a pillow for his dome, look into those eyes, he looks stoned!"
IM like "chill bitch I thought this was my place, why you build a house lookin like mine anyway?"
Anyway in back out the door, but what they didnt see was me grabbin that 40 of OE
Out there little cabnit of bad habbits, yea I had ta do it, drank the fluid
left the bottle in ruins on the front porch, no remorce when im goin full force ona friday night
peep'n this group-a kids up the street on a late night creep, tryin to look harder than me
but I bin! walkin these streets so I splits the D stayin in the centre of the sidewalk
this is my block, starrin at my watch its 2 oclock, so I commence to hop over these fences
intence movments, mass confusion, people actin stupid, thot I heard fight music in tha distance
WAIT! thats the shit blarrin outa my earphones this instant, caught ina different dimension
I cant comprehend simple concepts so I pretend instead, wit this fuckin music blarrin in my head
finally found my house, sat the fuck down and went to bed, got up the next morning an called up a friend
and said yo that shit was dope man les do it again, theres no end to gettin impared one way or another
cuz a normal life is boring, sping to your feet bring some-a ur friends and wel meet
these streets is like a second home to me, long as I got my music, a couple brew'l get me movin
lost my license so im walkin an I dont mind it, sooner or lata youll find out as I did
were all livin on a fuckin rock, rippin around this big ball of fire, so what do you require
if your sayin more and ten things in callin you a lier, jus admire what u got before your mind retires an ur flesh expires..
