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I bought a half-ounce for myself to smoke Said I'm feeling low man and I need to ***
Cuz I bought a half-ounce for myself to smoke Think I'm falling down man, and I need some
hope Cuz I bought a half-ounce for myself to smoke
Life's real crazy now man, I need to cope Cuz I bought a half-ounce for myself to smoke
Yeah, and we blowin out the pound
Yeah, little kids gather round I ain't no role model, and this ain't how
they sound Lookin for problems I got em,
half-ounce kind, shoot through your hood like Robin
Yeah I'm ridin' shotgun servin all my problems to anyone who want
one And if you want one, you got one
escape is not an option flossin
But of course him, it's jt sicker than he may be
crazy, amazing still greatness in him
Sink my teeth in the mic release the venom
Wipe me down so clean girl bleech my denim
From the beginning a leaf off my family tree
Grew up, wonder why nobody look like me Blew up, but still nobody bookin me
Got screwed up, only amplified the crook in me
Crookedly thought when they had they hands up
it was for applause they just wanted encores
Instead I'm tossed out of doors kicked off stage
boy, they even released the dogs So now I'm back to spittin bars
another album flop, there ain't no one at my shows
I been through the lows I done seen the lows
So when they say success comes easy beleive me
You can run until your feet bleed believe me
I'ma smoke until the weed leave receed
shake the streets like a stampede Thats me
Mr. Never-made-a-damn-thing Mr. Never-do-a-damn-thing
champion, choir sing Out the forge comes the sword
All I do
is press record