Tears for ODB, drug-induced poetry What’s the use? Strung-out from that drug abuse, woe is me 80's baby, so I know my pops was gettin’ high In the 90's, me and mama barely gettin’ by 2000's I was concentratin’ more on gettin’ fly Gettin’ b*****s, gettin’ rich to get the s**t I couldn’t buy You know the story, you know my allegory I was sent from Heaven with a set of horns, they’d better warn y’all I’m here for more than just to kick some witty metaphors, dawg This more of the type of s**t you spit to set a war off Cause ****** be poor, get money and still don’t know Why the **** they can’t cop a house, the system meant to lock us out But I’m knockin’ down the door, strapped up with a four-four Robin Hood, s**t and yeah, I’m ‘hood rich That’s good enough to stay in new kicks and a good whip Get good head from a good *****, I give two s**ts, I’mma tell you straight up Straight up Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it Rather die before I fake it They say life is what you make it, *****, but I’m just tryna make it Straight up Straight up Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it Rather die before I fake it They say life is what you make it, ***** Lord have mercy on my soul, what I’ve done and what I’ve seen My life has tumbled into that which only you could intervene I put my heart in senseless things: money, b*****s and street s**t Fascinated by beef, sad to say I won’t be s**t Grew up in this ***** without a pot to piss in, no toilet How ironic, I took a lot of s**t, like a bottom ***** Or a model chick, high off coke They lockin’ sons up for less, I don’t care how y’all cope But yet I still peddle this **** and these pills I’ll never know how sittin’ comfy on that Oprah seat feels More than likely be on Most Wanted posters, we still Holdin’ on to old dreams of bein’ Hova, be real We the forgotten souls, bottom of the totem poles Left for dead, some ****** fled, people said they sold their souls I just think they found a better way, Lord knows I never pray But sometimes I be wishin’ I could levitate, I’ll take it straight up Straight up Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it Rather die before I fake it They say life is what you make it, *****, but I’m just tryna make it Straight up Straight up Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it Rather die before I fake it They say life is what you make it, ***** But I’m just tryna make it
[00:11.35]Tears for ODB, drug-induced poetry [00:15.54]What’s the use? Strung-out from that drug abuse, woe is me [00:18.88]80's baby, so I know my pops was gettin’ high [00:21.85]In the 90's, me and mama barely gettin’ by [00:24.82]2000's I was concentratin’ more on gettin’ fly [00:27.59]Gettin’ b*****s, gettin’ rich to get the s**t I couldn’t buy [00:30.83]You know the story, you know my allegory [00:33.51]I was sent from Heaven with a set of horns, they’d better warn y’all [00:36.68]I’m here for more than just to kick some witty metaphors, dawg [00:39.63]This more of the type of s**t you spit to set a war off [00:42.79]Cause ****** be poor, get money and still don’t know [00:45.52]Why the **** they can’t cop a house, the system meant to lock us out [00:48.87]But I’m knockin’ down the door, strapped up with a four-four [00:51.94]Robin Hood, s**t and yeah, I’m ‘hood rich [00:55.29]That’s good enough to stay in new kicks and a good whip [00:58.06]Get good head from a good *****, I give two s**ts, I’mma tell you straight up [01:03.90]Straight up [01:06.14]Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it [01:08.57]Rather die before I fake it [01:09.98]They say life is what you make it, *****, but I’m just tryna make it [01:12.87]Straight up [01:16.02]Straight up [01:18.34]Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it [01:20.71]Rather die before I fake it [01:22.13]They say life is what you make it, ***** [01:25.19]Lord have mercy on my soul, what I’ve done and what I’ve seen [01:28.14]My life has tumbled into that which only you could intervene [01:31.20]I put my heart in senseless things: money, b*****s and street s**t [01:34.58]Fascinated by beef, sad to say I won’t be s**t [01:37.66]Grew up in this ***** without a pot to piss in, no toilet [01:41.04]How ironic, I took a lot of s**t, like a bottom ***** [01:44.16]Or a model chick, high off coke [01:46.34]They lockin’ sons up for less, I don’t care how y’all cope [01:49.21]But yet I still peddle this **** and these pills [01:52.30]I’ll never know how sittin’ comfy on that Oprah seat feels [01:55.38]More than likely be on Most Wanted posters, we still [01:58.58]Holdin’ on to old dreams of bein’ Hova, be real [02:01.65]We the forgotten souls, bottom of the totem poles [02:04.80]Left for dead, some ****** fled, people said they sold their souls [02:07.90]I just think they found a better way, Lord knows I never pray [02:11.00]But sometimes I be wishin’ I could levitate, I’ll take it straight up [02:16.73]Straight up [02:19.01]Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it [02:21.52]Rather die before I fake it [02:22.98]They say life is what you make it, *****, but I’m just tryna make it [02:25.84]Straight up [02:28.88]Straight up [02:31.30]Straight up, aye, any chance I’mma take it [02:34.08]Rather die before I fake it [02:35.09]They say life is what you make it, ***** [02:37.48]But I’m just tryna make it
