[Verse 1] See I'm signed up a pocket Hiding enormous like Waking up with the killer head again I'm frustrated Cuz I haven't lit my cig yet And I'm stressed Now I've got to accept addiction Baby I'm crazy Motherfucking crazy baby This is a huge enormous nicotine performance And I'm puffing till my eyes begin to bleed So don't be talking shit While I'm trying to get my papers clean I'm heavy loaded here You can come and check it It's a young and reckless With a load of weapons [Verse 2] Now kid,aking broke Look rich, you know I haven't got no home Living in this kind of shit You might have heard of this It's called forty five And it'll probably got your bitch Sucking on my dick I'm out here Making broke look rich, you know I Ain't got no home Living in this kind of shit You might have heard of this It's called forty five And it'll probably got your bitch Sucking on my dick While he chilling on the couch Blowing clouds bigger than mom's house Wow, how does that sound? Want to come and get down I'm out and about Not down and out So you might want to start shaking Or little never break Straight up pull up in your face Get the fuck out of my way Or I'll put you at the end of the gauge At the end of the day That's what I'm trying to say Shadows got you on a sweaty blind dash Out the forest camp Thought I was lost, but I was only caught up In the magic machine Raking crates in your brains Slap that swab, guess what I was probably coked up Frained out, I don't Even know what I'm on about But I better be the first guest Ticked off the checklist Cuz my destiny you waste Still I'm in the same place My name is Jake Hoping the underwater gauge Don't be walking my way Or I'll talk with my knife I'll be forced to slake To force the mace Deep beneath sucker you are bound To be chucked in the deep end Safe to sink or swim [Bridge] If you ain't real in the hood, you end up dead Or outlined in some chalk I sense a sentiment change In the room I'm wrenching My fist clucked to my teeth I'm spitting the truth In the booth from the 4:00 AM session [Outro] Hear the church bells from hell Start to ring I got no sympathy As I shift through the years I got a whole lot of bit There's a whole lot of what you want Dog on a leash, hook back it up Back it up, rewind the track and let it play I fucked shit up
