Average Whiteboy
Bluelighter
How should I start? I'm so confused
By now I'm sure you heard the news
Guys I've had working on city blocks, got a plot for me to stop
In my heart, I can't even say they're wrong
'Cause in the game, man everybody wants the competition gone
I've seen people do back flips, when the bullets hit
People lie and say they to go and bring Jesus in their life, they're counterfeit, to the pulpit
But anyway...
I'm so loved and hated 'round the community
My mother wondered what money and drugs could do to me
As a young kid, I always interested
On why people would sell dope and risk catching a jail bid
And when I saw why, man I can't even lie
The money, women and power it all made me blind
The pursuit of it all just consumed my mind
Where I live, you don't stop when the cops yell, "FREEZE!"
Like the Wu-Tang said, gotta get the C.R.E.A.M.
From bags to pounds, I made my way
My life became dedicated to the drug game everyday
So as I rose to power, I couldn't realize
All those around me were slowly plotting my demise
I swear to God, I saw the Devil in my bag of weed
And smiley faces turned to sinister frowns on these pills of ecstasy
Shady figures are makin' side deals with these other dealers
In this game I'm a major figure
Can't talk to mom 'cause I don't know what to say to her
I paged my main man, he didn't call me back
Fiends are waiting to score
Wherever he is I'm not sure
Celebrate everday like it's July the 4th
On these streets man, I'm goin' to war, some more...
Man I taught these guys how to move this coke
Taught these guys about the weed they smoke
Took their minds from being broke
Now they wanna have me smoked?
My woman said to me, "Me or your friends?"
I said my friends, 'cause we're on a mission for ends
She said, "Understand me, please.Those people are your enemies. Baby I love you, but I have to leave. Because you don't sleep some nights, you don't even eat. Just smoking weed and running the streets."
But really, I can't complain
I hate the fact her face is stuck in my brain
It's like razors just to hear her name
So once again, I'm in this all alone
I'm lost, like a dog that can't find it's home
On the streets is where you find the junkies, like zombies they roam
My fate lingers closer with every tick of the clock
Even the pouring rain outside won't stop the plot
Sitting in my car, outside of my house
I'm getting paranoid, my mind begins to fill with doubt
Got a page from my main man, but right when I was about to call him back
My windshield had suddenly cracked, from the impact
Damn, my enemies got me
The broken glass it savagely cuts my body
Even through the rain and darkness, I recognize the shooter, a young kid from around the way named Robbie
Man, I'm the one who taught him how to maintain
And how he's here to take me out of the game
This shit's insane...
I'm full of blood
You know bullets give you hot love
I go in shock from the heat of the slug
I think I'm about to die
This was my last time to testify
My body is cold, so the EMTs have no reply...
[ 16 August 2002: Message edited by: Average Whiteboy ]
By now I'm sure you heard the news
Guys I've had working on city blocks, got a plot for me to stop
In my heart, I can't even say they're wrong
'Cause in the game, man everybody wants the competition gone
I've seen people do back flips, when the bullets hit
People lie and say they to go and bring Jesus in their life, they're counterfeit, to the pulpit
But anyway...
I'm so loved and hated 'round the community
My mother wondered what money and drugs could do to me
As a young kid, I always interested
On why people would sell dope and risk catching a jail bid
And when I saw why, man I can't even lie
The money, women and power it all made me blind
The pursuit of it all just consumed my mind
Where I live, you don't stop when the cops yell, "FREEZE!"
Like the Wu-Tang said, gotta get the C.R.E.A.M.
From bags to pounds, I made my way
My life became dedicated to the drug game everyday
So as I rose to power, I couldn't realize
All those around me were slowly plotting my demise
I swear to God, I saw the Devil in my bag of weed
And smiley faces turned to sinister frowns on these pills of ecstasy
Shady figures are makin' side deals with these other dealers
In this game I'm a major figure
Can't talk to mom 'cause I don't know what to say to her
I paged my main man, he didn't call me back
Fiends are waiting to score
Wherever he is I'm not sure
Celebrate everday like it's July the 4th
On these streets man, I'm goin' to war, some more...
Man I taught these guys how to move this coke
Taught these guys about the weed they smoke
Took their minds from being broke
Now they wanna have me smoked?
My woman said to me, "Me or your friends?"
I said my friends, 'cause we're on a mission for ends
She said, "Understand me, please.Those people are your enemies. Baby I love you, but I have to leave. Because you don't sleep some nights, you don't even eat. Just smoking weed and running the streets."
But really, I can't complain
I hate the fact her face is stuck in my brain
It's like razors just to hear her name
So once again, I'm in this all alone
I'm lost, like a dog that can't find it's home
On the streets is where you find the junkies, like zombies they roam
My fate lingers closer with every tick of the clock
Even the pouring rain outside won't stop the plot
Sitting in my car, outside of my house
I'm getting paranoid, my mind begins to fill with doubt
Got a page from my main man, but right when I was about to call him back
My windshield had suddenly cracked, from the impact
Damn, my enemies got me
The broken glass it savagely cuts my body
Even through the rain and darkness, I recognize the shooter, a young kid from around the way named Robbie
Man, I'm the one who taught him how to maintain
And how he's here to take me out of the game
This shit's insane...
I'm full of blood
You know bullets give you hot love
I go in shock from the heat of the slug
I think I'm about to die
This was my last time to testify
My body is cold, so the EMTs have no reply...
[ 16 August 2002: Message edited by: Average Whiteboy ]
