Dope, Jobs, Homeless

歌詞

Shitted in it...ran from it nigga...fuck, i done did it all i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (yo yo) walkie talk to niggas from the corner when the feds bout to enter pumped up blocks, some of the winter kerosene heaters by my feet takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunch meat 4 days no z's from the first to third end of the month too excited to get sleep i bagged up tools, aggravated while picky mother fuckers who don't know which rock to choose (pick man) took out of town trips 2 seconds and the son of a bitch narcs run in talkin shit i know about dope i lost my man luke to the coke pumpin over there off of desoto any nigga who don't know about this i hit you with the iron mike quote that's ludicris shittin in the tub, pissin in the tub hepatitis b inflicted in a thug (yo, i'm sick man) i know about that shit right there Chorus: ey yo, dope, jobs, homeless did it all ya'll niggas can't tell me shit dope, jobs, homeless did it all who the fuck gone tell me shit dope, jobs, homeless i done had jobs, black boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a fuckin big mac (get that burger) you damn near fired a restaurant manager who can't manage shit stressed out and tired i'm talkin bout blacks you work all week with boo and one day your man boo just collapsed his breakdown is caused by his bitch who dropped the drawers for a nigga who could really floss 5.25 and make your mouth leakin on top of that shit you get a check every other week you work a week in the hole it's 30 muthafuckers on payroll you work when they WANT you to equal opportunity? nigga, right.. suburban community check stubs always hella tight my shit lookin like this? i got a bitch, a baby and i need a place to piss (damn..what i'm supposed to do with this shit) pissed off at check time cuz i was skipped that's when Obie Trice start cockin back the shit...fuck this Chorus i done been homeless no place to sleep (yo) mom's don't wanna hear it no place to eat (come on ma) pass out on my man's couch just for a week (yeah) til he get fed up and kick a nigga to the street (get the fuck out of here dawg) black out from cold freezin my toes (damn) snow fuckin over my boots my tems froze (shit) face turnin blue cars riding by with the little children on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at that man) been fucked over folks and they don't want to see ya baby momma got a new nigga with a visa sleepin in cars..abandoned shit while the rats eat the wires you be plannin shit (please Lord please) close to pneumonia wishin for heat like damn if only i came up in california plottin on a lick like stickin your mans cause damn you know he got at least a grand in his pants face lookin old despite the fact you only 20 years old stuck in the cold snot drippin profusely (sniff sniff) takin an alley route so my ex-cutie won't notice me Chorus (2x) mother fucker i done did it all yeah, shit is real out here nap entertainment 2000 fuck, nigga