Lyrics: Don Chief
Instrumental: Don Chief
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Uh-uh
Lemme tell ya something
[Verse]
i don't need a hot beat
motherfuckers made with pro tools
gimme something old school
then I can rock it slow too
my pockets awfull
cuz my conduct's never lawful
i'm raw on one side cuz I
forgot to flip the waffels
i used to dream of brothels
that are filled with lovely women
giving me every thing willingly and with respect
yo check in check I admit I was a kid that fully break ya neck
half the cost to get fed cuz bullies paid the rest
and now i'm late with rent
like my life's a movie
and i'm the cool guy from high school
and now I suck truly
this is how I feel inside's some bullshit
it's what I see when I analyse
my situation can a bide
cannabis better ask can a bitch
for patience I ain't got the time
can't wait shit I ain't got the rhyme
fuck it
don't you mind me i'm just high on slime weed
stressing over deadlines forgetting oral hygene
morals don't
derive these lines
i'm only eye seeing
when I spy me
not even try think
call it blind ink
I might
stink in the pit region
even if i'm straight
out the sink
keepin it real
not proud to bring it up
but it's
how I live
and as fancy as it is
I'm thinking of giving it up
switchin' to gettin' some bucks
not too much
but just enough to
keep us high and housed
some people say
don't ever say your
plans out loud
but fuck it
i'm a stick in the mud
for what it's worth
i've been pinned there since birth
a jerk's no worse
yet i've been expected as superfluos
above all else
is a curse to think
of yourself as
so I check the mirror first
in an attempt to relfect the past
the success i've had
is similar to inspector gadgets'
supposedly the right tools
but noone would accept the madness
I can't see how
if i'm an artist
i'd neglect the canvas
if i's a bandit
i'd want my friends to understand it
what i'm tryina say is
the reality is better than the dream
alteast it's how it seems to me
what do you think
[Scratches]
reality is better than the better than the dream dream
