Paint The Picture
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I guess it must be so hard, that once you're hooked on heroin, or alcohol, ah, unless you're an incredibly powerful person, with a great desire to stop it, even if you have the best rehab people in the world, it's very hard to get off
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
Sidewalks and hallways
White chalk, candlelights and boquets
Crime scnee, shell casings from the AKs
Donations, send the victim off the right way
And for revenge, worldwide they spending thousands
Gotta be careful at these halfway houses
This stake out here patient
Double do thirds, and 5.56 casings
The neighbours ain't telling shit
They mouthieces is celibate
I don't condone the violence, turn the other cheek
Hard to deal with when you're love one is deceased
The funk will never end
When im old enough I might become a reverand
Because I been spitting scriptures
Let me paint the picture!
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
I know some crazy niggas that a raid ya house
Rob ya ass, fuck your spouse
Hit ya cell phones till ya pay up
Get your address, spray that bitch up
Hug the bitch, tell her watch the kids
Cause I'm out breaking and murking shit
Got my scar phone, got my gloves on
And I'm through the window like a Ball
She bet I make a move, she bet I make her pee
If she do my partner gonna strangle her
This the ghetto nigga, ain't no rules at all
And the punk police ain't no friends of ours
Might get credit at the liquour store cause I'm a regular
Tell the owner I be back when I get this feddy up
I'm selling dope, there ain't no jobs
And we still trippin off Trayvon
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
Look
Thinking of myself driving down the i-80, has anybody noticed all these real moves lately?
The end is close, you gotta watch friend and foes cause you never know who the devil might send to smoke you
Blood flowing through the streets you look down you drown
Turned the TV on the scene how they dead Miek Brown kill little Trayvon, say stand your ground
But gave Marissa 20 years when it was the other way round
I'm like fuck, niggas shooting if I got enough time I might duck
Niggas looting like we ain't got enough crime feel like I'm stuck
In the belly of the beast
My heart cold like a cheap telling shiek
These hoes full of trifling and deceit
Mack the rubber on when I skeet
I can't leave the block im on the street
Had the same clothes on for a week
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
Sidewalks and hallways
White chalk, candlelights and boquets
Crime scnee, shell casings from the AKs
Donations, send the victim off the right way
And for revenge, worldwide they spending thousands
Gotta be careful at these halfway houses
This stake out here patient
Double do thirds, and 5.56 casings
The neighbours ain't telling shit
They mouthieces is celibate
I don't condone the violence, turn the other cheek
Hard to deal with when you're love one is deceased
The funk will never end
When im old enough I might become a reverand
Because I been spitting scriptures
Let me paint the picture!
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
I know some crazy niggas that a raid ya house
Rob ya ass, fuck your spouse
Hit ya cell phones till ya pay up
Get your address, spray that bitch up
Hug the bitch, tell her watch the kids
Cause I'm out breaking and murking shit
Got my scar phone, got my gloves on
And I'm through the window like a Ball
She bet I make a move, she bet I make her pee
If she do my partner gonna strangle her
This the ghetto nigga, ain't no rules at all
And the punk police ain't no friends of ours
Might get credit at the liquour store cause I'm a regular
Tell the owner I be back when I get this feddy up
I'm selling dope, there ain't no jobs
And we still trippin off Trayvon
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
Look
Thinking of myself driving down the i-80, has anybody noticed all these real moves lately?
The end is close, you gotta watch friend and foes cause you never know who the devil might send to smoke you
Blood flowing through the streets you look down you drown
Turned the TV on the scene how they dead Miek Brown kill little Trayvon, say stand your ground
But gave Marissa 20 years when it was the other way round
I'm like fuck, niggas shooting if I got enough time I might duck
Niggas looting like we ain't got enough crime feel like I'm stuck
In the belly of the beast
My heart cold like a cheap telling shiek
These hoes full of trifling and deceit
Mack the rubber on when I skeet
I can't leave the block im on the street
Had the same clothes on for a week
A dope fiend might be your momma
And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
(Let me paint the picture)
The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
(Let me paint the picture)
Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.82] I guess it must be so hard, that once you're hooked on heroin, or alcohol, ah, unless you're an incredibly powerful person, with a great desire to stop it, even if you have the best rehab people in the world, it's very hard to get off
[00:15.38] A dope fiend might be your momma
[00:18.18] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[00:20.86] (Let me paint the picture)
[00:21.73] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[00:23.53] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[00:25.34] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[00:28.07] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[00:30.75] (Let me paint the picture)
[00:31.69] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[00:33.58] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[00:35.33] Sidewalks and hallways
[00:38.06] White chalk, candlelights and boquets
[00:39.80] Crime scnee, shell casings from the AKs
[00:42.57] Donations, send the victim off the right way
[00:44.38] And for revenge, worldwide they spending thousands
[00:47.01] Gotta be careful at these halfway houses
[00:49.87] This stake out here patient
[00:51.60] Double do thirds, and 5.56 casings
[00:55.25] The neighbours ain't telling shit
[00:57.04] They mouthieces is celibate
[00:59.75] I don't condone the violence, turn the other cheek
[01:01.67] Hard to deal with when you're love one is deceased
[01:03.47] The funk will never end
[01:06.14] When im old enough I might become a reverand
[01:08.87] Because I been spitting scriptures
[01:11.57] Let me paint the picture!
[01:13.38] A dope fiend might be your momma
[01:15.23] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[01:17.93] (Let me paint the picture)
[01:18.89] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[01:20.66] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[01:23.32] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[01:25.17] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[01:26.92] (Let me paint the picture)
[01:27.86] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[01:29.60] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[01:32.37] I know some crazy niggas that a raid ya house
[01:34.13] Rob ya ass, fuck your spouse
[01:36.86] Hit ya cell phones till ya pay up
[01:39.66] Get your address, spray that bitch up
[01:41.41] Hug the bitch, tell her watch the kids
[01:43.29] Cause I'm out breaking and murking shit
[01:45.93] Got my scar phone, got my gloves on
[01:48.62] And I'm through the window like a Ball
[01:51.37] She bet I make a move, she bet I make her pee
[01:53.22] If she do my partner gonna strangle her
[01:55.93] This the ghetto nigga, ain't no rules at all
[01:57.74] And the punk police ain't no friends of ours
[02:00.43] Might get credit at the liquour store cause I'm a regular
[02:03.19] Tell the owner I be back when I get this feddy up
[02:05.89] I'm selling dope, there ain't no jobs
[02:07.69] And we still trippin off Trayvon
[02:10.37] A dope fiend might be your momma
[02:12.26] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[02:14.93] (Let me paint the picture)
[02:15.84] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[02:17.64] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[02:19.42] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[02:22.17] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[02:24.98] (Let me paint the picture)
[02:25.80] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[02:26.74] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[02:28.50] Look
[02:29.48] Thinking of myself driving down the i-80, has anybody noticed all these real moves lately?
[02:34.86] The end is close, you gotta watch friend and foes cause you never know who the devil might send to smoke you
[02:39.47] Blood flowing through the streets you look down you drown
[02:41.27] Turned the TV on the scene how they dead Miek Brown kill little Trayvon, say stand your ground
[02:46.63] But gave Marissa 20 years when it was the other way round
[02:49.30] I'm like fuck, niggas shooting if I got enough time I might duck
[02:52.03] Niggas looting like we ain't got enough crime feel like I'm stuck
[02:54.70] In the belly of the beast
[02:55.62] My heart cold like a cheap telling shiek
[02:58.33] These hoes full of trifling and deceit
[03:01.04] Mack the rubber on when I skeet
[03:03.84] I can't leave the block im on the street
[03:05.61] Had the same clothes on for a week
[03:07.46] A dope fiend might be your momma
[03:09.28] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[03:11.96] (Let me paint the picture)
[03:12.89] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[03:14.67] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[03:16.55] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[03:20.18] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[03:21.94] (Let me paint the picture)
[03:22.82] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[03:23.72] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[03:26.48]
[00:15.38] A dope fiend might be your momma
[00:18.18] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[00:20.86] (Let me paint the picture)
[00:21.73] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[00:23.53] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[00:25.34] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[00:28.07] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[00:30.75] (Let me paint the picture)
[00:31.69] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[00:33.58] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[00:35.33] Sidewalks and hallways
[00:38.06] White chalk, candlelights and boquets
[00:39.80] Crime scnee, shell casings from the AKs
[00:42.57] Donations, send the victim off the right way
[00:44.38] And for revenge, worldwide they spending thousands
[00:47.01] Gotta be careful at these halfway houses
[00:49.87] This stake out here patient
[00:51.60] Double do thirds, and 5.56 casings
[00:55.25] The neighbours ain't telling shit
[00:57.04] They mouthieces is celibate
[00:59.75] I don't condone the violence, turn the other cheek
[01:01.67] Hard to deal with when you're love one is deceased
[01:03.47] The funk will never end
[01:06.14] When im old enough I might become a reverand
[01:08.87] Because I been spitting scriptures
[01:11.57] Let me paint the picture!
[01:13.38] A dope fiend might be your momma
[01:15.23] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[01:17.93] (Let me paint the picture)
[01:18.89] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[01:20.66] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[01:23.32] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[01:25.17] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[01:26.92] (Let me paint the picture)
[01:27.86] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[01:29.60] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[01:32.37] I know some crazy niggas that a raid ya house
[01:34.13] Rob ya ass, fuck your spouse
[01:36.86] Hit ya cell phones till ya pay up
[01:39.66] Get your address, spray that bitch up
[01:41.41] Hug the bitch, tell her watch the kids
[01:43.29] Cause I'm out breaking and murking shit
[01:45.93] Got my scar phone, got my gloves on
[01:48.62] And I'm through the window like a Ball
[01:51.37] She bet I make a move, she bet I make her pee
[01:53.22] If she do my partner gonna strangle her
[01:55.93] This the ghetto nigga, ain't no rules at all
[01:57.74] And the punk police ain't no friends of ours
[02:00.43] Might get credit at the liquour store cause I'm a regular
[02:03.19] Tell the owner I be back when I get this feddy up
[02:05.89] I'm selling dope, there ain't no jobs
[02:07.69] And we still trippin off Trayvon
[02:10.37] A dope fiend might be your momma
[02:12.26] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[02:14.93] (Let me paint the picture)
[02:15.84] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[02:17.64] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[02:19.42] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[02:22.17] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[02:24.98] (Let me paint the picture)
[02:25.80] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[02:26.74] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[02:28.50] Look
[02:29.48] Thinking of myself driving down the i-80, has anybody noticed all these real moves lately?
[02:34.86] The end is close, you gotta watch friend and foes cause you never know who the devil might send to smoke you
[02:39.47] Blood flowing through the streets you look down you drown
[02:41.27] Turned the TV on the scene how they dead Miek Brown kill little Trayvon, say stand your ground
[02:46.63] But gave Marissa 20 years when it was the other way round
[02:49.30] I'm like fuck, niggas shooting if I got enough time I might duck
[02:52.03] Niggas looting like we ain't got enough crime feel like I'm stuck
[02:54.70] In the belly of the beast
[02:55.62] My heart cold like a cheap telling shiek
[02:58.33] These hoes full of trifling and deceit
[03:01.04] Mack the rubber on when I skeet
[03:03.84] I can't leave the block im on the street
[03:05.61] Had the same clothes on for a week
[03:07.46] A dope fiend might be your momma
[03:09.28] And you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars
[03:11.96] (Let me paint the picture)
[03:12.89] The nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya
[03:14.67] Hot bullets we ain't throwing food at ya
[03:16.55] That nigga got a Benz and a Bentley thang
[03:20.18] And he don't play sports he sell cocaine
[03:21.94] (Let me paint the picture)
[03:22.82] Nigga kill a cop get a hundred years
[03:23.72] Cop kill a nigga nobody cares
[03:26.48]