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Yeah
Uh, yeah

I ain't nothing but a crack head, fiend
Bass head jugg
Night of the walking dead n***a welcome to the hood
Recidivist addict fidget digit rug skinner
'Nuf crack crumbs make big enough nug pipe
Fill it up, 'nuf for a little buzz
Two minutes up, back searchin for the hidden drugs, don't exist
Everything around me worth value I already fuck
Smoke, born shit of luck
Lucky pick a nickel up
(ninety-nine more is a nickel-bag)
Bum side we give a nickel if you're sick of bums
Real n***a once
Now all I have are story fragments
Mind still in highschool though I'm 40 past it
Yo 'member I missed that gamewinner? I thought I had it
And that cross-eyed bitch, everybody swore I smashed it, I did
Everyone I grew up with is dead
Now it's they kids that are sellin it to me instead

My momma's raising all my kids, but it's a fault I live
Father too, I just do everything I saw them did
Public school raised me
Hospitals can't save me
Ask for help, cops might taze me, cuff me, cage me
N***a this is slavery
Prison can't change me
Imma do my time and do the same thing
It goes like this, I come out feeling righteous
My mind be on the right tip, I even met a nice chick
She moved me in I got a job I'm even payin my split
Then someone dies, I get depressed, you know how life is
But in my brain, I can't get through the pain 'less I'm lit
One slight hit, then right then, my life times ten
I take my lady with me, this is where her life ends
Say goodbye to the job with the white friends
Say goodbye to the house with the white benz
And say hello to the lady in the white dress
I take the blame, this is my mess
No it's not, CIA, dropped this shit in my nest
They got me addicted to pills when I hurt my neck
Two birds, two stone, dead blacks, nice check
It's been "I'm pregnant" (hold uuuuppp)
You say you pregnant?
How far along are you "six months" pshhh forget it
We gon' have to dead it bitch, you know how much crack we done smoked?
That baby gon' come out itchin' like "pass me the coke"

Well if you keep him it's your obligation
Either that or grab that hanger, we gon' have this operation
What the hell am I sayin'
This is my child, my genetic creation, I should be happy

"just smoke"x7
Crack head blues
It's crazy how fast I smoke 90 days away
Baby momma mom callin
"n***a this is baby day, where you at?"
I'm right around the corner bitch, I'm on my way
Wait 'til I arrive before you choose his name

I'm the father
Thought about it hard, thought about it harder
Thought about God, thought about honor
Took a hit of crack laced marijuana
Passed out, came back
I'mma name him Cambatta