Eight doobies to the face, fuck that Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Man, I swear, my nigga trippin' off that shit again, pick him up Then I set him in cold water, then I order someone to bring him Vicodin Hope to take the pain away from the feelin' that he feel today You know, when you part of Section.80, you feel like no one can relate Cause you are, you are, a loner, loner Marijuana endorphins make you stronger, stronger I'm in the house party trippin' off my generation, sippin' cough syrup Like it's water, never no pancakes in the kitchen, man No wonder our lives is caught up in the daily superstition That the world is 'bout to end, who gives a fuck? We never do listen 'Less it comes with an 808 (A melody and some hoes) Playstation and some drank (Technology bought my soul) Lookin' around and all I see is a big crowd that's product of me And they probably relatives relevant for a rebel's dream, yep Her president is black, she black too Purple Label on her back, but that tab is light blue She take it straight to the head Then she look at me, she got A.D.H.D Like whoa, ooh whoa, whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Like whoa, ooh whoa, whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Like whoa, ooh whoa, whoa (They always told me A.D.H.D did it) And then she started... And then she started feelin' herself like no one else in this apartment Beg your pardon, oh I rap baby, how old are you? She say 22, I say 23 "Okay, then we all crack babies" Damn, why you say that? She said, "Where my drink at? I'ma tell you later, just tell your neighbors have the police relax" I stood up, shut the blinds, closed the screen; jumbotron Made to the back where she reside, then she said, read between the lines Yep hope that I get close enough, when the lights turn down And the fact that she just might open up, when the Nuvo start to drown Her body and I know the both of us really deep in the move now It's nothin' we can do now, somebody walked in with a pound Of that Bay Area kush, she looked at me then looked At it, then she grabbed it, then she said, "get it understood You know why we crack babies Because we born in the '80s, that A.D.H.D crazy" You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light Double cup, deuce, four, six, just mix it in Sprite Ecstasy, shrooms, blow, 'dro, hoes, whatever you like You can have all my shine, I'll give you the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
