Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Never was shit, nah, not in the least,
put my faith in the lord but got in some heat,
paid the price to live while ya'll pocket the lease,
"you'll never be shit", they wasn't talkin' to me,
too often I see chameleon's change colors,
or in the same smothered, so stay covered,
but don't just sit there like the plates in cupboard,
'make the paper' like unidentified planes hovered,
near the ground, right around the town of Roswell,
makin' more noise than a cows bell,
but I got demons inside so when they lift me up,
I know my blood won't spill like a sippy cup,
but that don't phase me, new shade of crazy,
misconstrewed maybe, a few pains thats made me,
a different type of man, different type of animal,
with the pride inside to ignite the plan in full
---
[Chorus] x2
Look me in my eyes, I aint never worried,
livin' fearless before I'm dead and buried,
so that's why I sip moet, live like a vet,
with a little bit of swag and a dip in my step
---
[Verse 2]
On my feet you'll see tags drag on the floor,
I wore em out, them price tags from a store,
I aint dead, a little life left and I'm makin' more,
I'm back rappin', this what you was waitin' for,
I rhyme like I already made it cause lets face it,
I got talent located, just need to showcase it,
afraid of falling straight down like shell-cases,
envision my death so the devil in Hell's pacin',
get addicted to this cocaine flow I'm givin' em,
spit a couple lines and ya chick is sniffin' em,
and I got a troubled mouth when you listen some,
so cops got their cuffs out and want my wrist in em,
now this is the system... address with words,
we all fuck up, like Animal Rights dressed in fur,
so hears advice to these assholes onward-
you wanna large-mouth bitch use a tackle on her
---
[Chorus] x2
Look me in my eyes, I aint never worried,
livin' fearless before I'm dead and buried,
so that's why I sip moet, live like a vet,
with a little bit of swag and a dip in my step
---
[Verse 3]
I'm not a danger but when full of this anger,
I act like I'm livin' as a bullet in the chamber,
any minute I'll go off, and now you know it
you only get one shot, my advice- don't blow it,
I'm sippin' on the gin and pourin' the tonic off,
smokin' that Dre weed 'til I gotta Chronic cough,
I want private stock and cars that's top in shop,
I aint happy til I got more Rolls-' than Sonic got,
and cash to throw away like their cotton swabs,
my future's growin' like farmers washin' crops,
but I got problems, yea, I was caught in the stops,
findin' me sober's like findin' an honest cop,
FUCK 'EM! Cops, the swat or the squad,
like bad plaster, they want me off the block
so I roll off the pick like Oakland almost did,
and you see the Dip In My Step so ya almost limp
---
[Chorus] x2
Look me in my eyes, I aint never worried,
livin' fearless before I'm dead and buried,
so that's why I sip moet, live like a vet,
with a little bit of swag and a dip in my step
---
