Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Many, artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 24.11.2016
Song language: English
Too Many |
Too many suckas in my huddle, too many bullets go through suckas |
Too many born up in the struggle (too many) |
Too many youngsters out here trippin', too many po-po out here pickin' |
Too many real ones in the prison (too many) |
I pledge allegiance to the trenches |
That I’ma always stay thorough |
'Til death do us apart, health and sickness |
Overcoming obstacles and hurdles |
In the street we hold court, when we need backup |
We call our folks for tech support |
Get it? |
Tec-support, we play with street instruments |
Put a ho on life support |
Put 'em in the dirt where haters belong, show no pity |
God don’t like ugly and he ain’t too fond of pretty |
I’m tired of servin' base, running in place |
I wanna be a voice of hope |
Make the world a much better place |
I’ve always had mouthpiece, got the gift of gab |
Gab in reverse spells bag |
Back in the day I used to bag them bags |
A pay-pay, and I ain’t talkin' Safeway |
Got the block sewed up just like a quilt |
I thank the lord and I’m thankful I didn’t get kilt |
Life gave me a crap hand when it was dealt |
Funkin' over nothin', hella blood spilt |
Too many suckas in my huddle, too many bullets go through suckas |
Too many born up in the struggle (too many) |
Too many youngsters out here trippin', too many po-po out here pickin' |
Too many real ones in the prison (too many) |
I pledge allegiance to the trenches |
That I’ma always stay thorough |
'Til death do us apart, health and sickness |
Overcoming obstacles and hurdles |
I’m not a pussy, I’m not a cat |
People ask me where I’m from |
I say wherever the money at |
A lot a suckas is cancers, but not the Zodiac |
A fungus, a germ, they’ll stab you in the back |
I don’t trust no human, I barely trust myself |
Especially when I get to drinkin' and smokin' on a spliff |
Gettin' yayper is my chief concern |
I ain’t gonna do no ass kissin' if the tables turn |
It is what it is, handle my biz |
I give the shirt off my back to help the little kids |
'Cause they the future not the past |
Hire a tutor so they can pass |
My folk’s fresh out the joint, he doin' well |
Learned how to weld in jail, he havin' mail |
Instead of buyin' hella jewelry, bought a Care Home |
Let his big sister run it, small business loan |
Too many suckas in my huddle, too many bullets go through suckas |
Too many born up in the struggle (too many) |
Too many youngsters out here trippin', too many po-po out here pickin' |
Too many real ones in the prison (too many) |
I pledge allegiance to the trenches |
That I’ma always stay thorough |
'Til death do us apart, health and sickness |
Overcoming obstacles and hurdles |
They tearin' the buildings down, they runnin' my people out |
They boardin' the windows up and breakin' the glass out |
It’s ugly where I’m at, like where you at, it’s goin' around |
People killin' themselves, havin' financial meltdowns |
I need a pastor in my life that ain’t a hypocrite |
That don’t be and tryna get a nigga bitch |
I’m freak of these suckas tired of these bustas, damn right |
Give it some time, what’s in the dark gonna come to light |
I’m immune to gunfire, on fire trucks when I sleep |
Family in pajamas and robes in the street |
Reward money, nobody told, nobody speaked |
Sooner or later the information gonna leak |
Block blocked off, hella yellow tape |
Never knowin' it’s your expiration date |
Don’t be soft, be real, don’t be fake |
Too many be tryin' to eat of the same plate |
Biatch! |
Too many suckas in my huddle, too many bullets go through suckas |
Too many born up in the struggle (too many) |
Too many youngsters out here trippin', too many po-po out here pickin' |
Too many real ones in the prison (too many) |
I pledge allegiance to the trenches |
That I’ma always stay thorough |
Til death do us apart, health and sickness |
Overcoming obstacles and hurdles |
Too many |
Too many |
Too many |