
Date of issue: 14.02.2011
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Oh Yeah (Our Babies) |
«I remember one time I was over at my Auntie house |
spending the night. |
And we playin' Super Nintendo. |
I hear this lady: 'Yo, I heard you been looking for me, nigga' |
Then she just -- boom-boom-boom-boom-boom! |
She let off about eight shots. |
Then I heard the other gun fire off |
and we were just still there playing there, like nothin' happened. |
And then Vietnam, them people came back crazy. |
I (live) in Vietnam |
So what you think I’ma be if I live in it and they just went and visited?» |
Suckers could not survive without philoso-phy |
When somebody dies, you see why I’m not suprised? |
Had a plot to rise since I looked in the doctor’s eyes |
Since I started drinkin milk through what’s homogenized |
I would strive with or without a pops to provide |
Moms still cries 'cause she fell for a crock of lies |
I try to teach her to fight her fears |
I try to teach her to wipe her tears |
Don’t worry, shit gon' be aight this year |
I’m at the top of my game, just watch for my name |
Better off poppin my brain than poppin my chain (dang!) |
I claim king without droppin a thing |
When they ask if I’m the best, I reminisce of the bing and think… |
When I was ten, I seen my first automatic weapon |
A Glock Nine -- two clips. |
I seen all kinds of guns -- .44, .22, (Techs!) Techs. |
I saw rifles. |
Mac 10, Mac 11. |
Living around here. |
You hear shooting all the time. |
Damn. |
The drama’s pitiful, lil' niggaz is homicid-ical |
Couple meals ago, shorty was eatin through his umbilical |
Now he feels he unkillable, shit is all amazing |
The wrong altercation’ll leave his ass with a long abrasion |
I try to make my life de-focal through rhymes |
These niggaz do vocal booth crimes, I shot niggaz multiple times |
You sold a few dimes, but when you rappin, you the crack king |
I sold it to whites when you thought it was just a black thing |
I’m filled with this realness, rappers happen to lack it |
I’m flabbergasted you got a platinum plaque for that wack shit |
All the real gangstas, they on their way to bein dead or in jail |
They don’t make records to sell |
I asked my father, Chill, what his best memories of my mother are. |
Me and her have fun, putting our feet in the water together |
We were sober then… but once we started gettin high. |
Them memories gone… They gone. |
Why are you drinking? |
I don’t understand why I’m drinking. |
Do you think you’re gonna stop? |
Yeah, I’m going to rehab, and take care of myself. |
What do you drink? |
I drink about two or three pints of wine a day. |
But it ain’t helping me, ain’t doin nothin' but killing me. |
Don’t people understand it’s destroying you? |
If it’s destroying you, why do you still drink? |
Do you think you’ve been a good father? |
Yes, I have, to the best capability I could. |
I have no further questions. |
The drama’s pitiful, lil' niggaz is homicid-ical |
Couple meals ago, shorty was eatin through his umbilical |
Now he feels he unkillable, shit is all amazing |
The wrong altercation’ll leave his ass with a long abrasion |
I try to make my life de-focal through rhymes |
These niggaz do vocal booth crimes, I shot niggaz multiple times |
You sold a few dimes, but when you rappin, you the crack king |
I sold it to whites when you thought it was just a black thing |
I’m filled with this realness, rappers happen to lack it |
I’m flabbergasted you got a platinum plaque for that wack shit |
All the real gangstas, they on their way to bein dead or in jail |
They don’t make records to sell |
They don’t make records to sell |
They don’t make records to sell |
They don’t make records to sell |
They don’t make records to sell |
They don’t make records to sell |
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