After Inspire Dose.
Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 3:06 am
This is real shit.
No money, no cars, and no clothes.
There I go.
Just tryin' to get a little bit of flo,
In. I try not to sin,
but it keeps comin' and
I keep runnin.
The drugs are so cunnin' and,
I don't know what to do.
People knockin' on my door,
Who the fuck are you?
What to do?
Who to shoot?
Who to go to?
Cigarette in my mouth,
I'm that same dude.
Who said "I'll never use."
But look at me now.
What I'm drivin' to.
Its not peer pressure, its fear pressure.
Mothafuckas lookin' at me like I'm so much lesser.
Take a lesson,
Lookin' through the bars, pressin',
Your face up, against them.
Your never gonna' beat them,
So be them, You see them.
Tryna' run the country and you feed them.
Why? You make a real nigga wanna' cry.
End of story.
No more lines.
Peace out.
Bye.
You can rap this to any song if you try.
I'm not down for bullshit,
so if you plan on posting to talk shit, go ahead.
Your wasting your time.
Later.
No money, no cars, and no clothes.
There I go.
Just tryin' to get a little bit of flo,
In. I try not to sin,
but it keeps comin' and
I keep runnin.
The drugs are so cunnin' and,
I don't know what to do.
People knockin' on my door,
Who the fuck are you?
What to do?
Who to shoot?
Who to go to?
Cigarette in my mouth,
I'm that same dude.
Who said "I'll never use."
But look at me now.
What I'm drivin' to.
Its not peer pressure, its fear pressure.
Mothafuckas lookin' at me like I'm so much lesser.
Take a lesson,
Lookin' through the bars, pressin',
Your face up, against them.
Your never gonna' beat them,
So be them, You see them.
Tryna' run the country and you feed them.
Why? You make a real nigga wanna' cry.
End of story.
No more lines.
Peace out.
Bye.
You can rap this to any song if you try.
I'm not down for bullshit,
so if you plan on posting to talk shit, go ahead.
Your wasting your time.
Later.