Fetus feat. Injury Reserve

歌詞

Yeah Woo Yeah-yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh Workin' dead end jobs till my girl off Me and my baby broke, so we don't know what condoms are The change my Mama gave me clinkin' like they Dorothy dog I hope my seed don't inherit my Dad's cholesterol I'm protective 'cause this world has got an evil will They givin' guns with every muthafuckin' happy meal A shooter every month and they pretend it's daffodils My son'll probably see that fire before a fire drill We fell in love and lit a flame before the tinder came Back when T.I. "Bring 'Em Out" and 50 fucked with Game We was a unit somethin' special life was super bliss You shook your iced coffees like they was Shakira hips, ya dig I-I-I want it But she-she-she callin' She want to get on it I tell her I'm on one Said we could have a baby, baby girl But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world? I-I-I want it but But she-she-she callin' She want to get on it I tell her I'm on one Said we could have a baby, baby girl But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world? To my future daughter or son The streams from this album gon' pay for your college funds The circle of life could make a man feel like the one Just know that you on purpose, it's never just hit and run, look She said she might've missed her period But my mind is somewhere else and I'm in 6th period You know, 17 and delirious Thinkin' we independent on that scared of our parents shit See plan b really gotta be Plan B Shit maybe C, D, E this is my damn seed, yeah We paid cash rip up the damn receipt 'Cause mama got my account, that shit she can't see Either time's flyin' or my mind is playin' tricks Can't believe my baby girl's already turnin' six Pray you nothin' like your daddy, stay away from drugs Hope I can be half the father that my Mama was I hope I can be half the father that the Mamba was But now I'm kinda stuck, 'cause what I'm chasin' is so possessful 'Cause Adam too tough, yeah, Adam talkin' college funds Shit, and I don't know if I'll have enough 'Cause man this game is inconsistent, yeah, ain't nothin' promised And a bitchweekly paycheck sound perfect for my wallet At what point ya hang the gloves up and throw ya towel on Yeah, have I been wrong? Yeah, yeah I-I-I want it But she-she-she callin' She want to get on it I tell her I'm on one Said we could have a baby, baby girl But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world? I-I-I want it but But she-she-she callin' She want to get on it I tell her I'm on one Said we could have a baby, baby girl But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world? I think that we are so used to life not bein' valued That we think wastin' it on kindness is a bad idea You should be gettin' money, you should be fuckin' hoes You should drive fast cars, and then you realize, that you Sometimes you get those things And now you're just a nigga with those things 'Cause its like, well, what's next? And it's like, well, I never tried a grape fruit by itself And now you're just a nigga peelin', like eatin' a grapefruit And you're like this is nice with sugar in it And you're like why is this nicer than my Ferrari?