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Then... Then what, Tom?

Then it don't matter.

Wherever you can look.

Wherever there's a fight so hungry people can eat.

I'll be there.

And we all misunderstood.

However, there's a cop beating up a guy.

I'll be there rain pouring pain falling fallen angels touring soldiers from different angles we took the game over

Out of range rover so they can't pull us over.

Orange juice glass four so my trip ain't ever over.

And I probably never land my like a roller coaster.

Yeah, we buy a coaster, but most of my problems local.

And most of my partners local.

I think that rubbed off.

Yeah, I'm no better than y'all.

better than before.

And I'm better than the Lakers for they left the form.

And I'm as good as Mike was for that nose job.

Tripping don't fall before these leaves go bald.

I'm saving with my cape off, thinking money can save us all.

But now we got to cop guns because of martial law.

Cause Lord knows I'm not going out like Trayvon That's why I'm hooded up trying to catch George at a Walmart They say that I'm a lost cause with a frost cold heart Hey yo I did what I could Try to say the word and better start out in the hood And we all misunderstood

Hey yo, I did what I could

Try to say the word, but gotta start out in the hood, and we all misunderstood.

Bonafide, Raider, I'm on the rise.

Later, I'm on the ride, hater.

Started from the bottom, now we on the sky.

Scraper, I'm gonna try.

Savior, we base jump.

Face plunging on the fly.

Later, this word of mine.

Major, it got me jet lagged.

Riders block, hoping I don't get that.

A flask of whiskey and Addie can cure that.

I switch rooms in a livey decor flat.

While trying to explain to a round world the floor is flat.

I fell flat on my face trying to force facts.

And in the scheme of the play, I'm the fourth act.

I'm changing everything that's perceived as the format.

So I do it for the weirdos and losers that get baked.

Wait and let fate choose us Cartoons, shrooms, kids are the baby boomers They say lost causes, we say late bloomers While hotels and cities get broke down Like levees get the longer I smoke The smaller the affiliates flow Known as brilliant road blows With idiots fightin' through my city I got no known affiliates My coast go dope so they feelin' it loco Dope smoke, we live in hell but heaven is close We coast the vast seas, we long that challenge We toast the pastis at Longchamp Palace

We zeroed in on the prize.

Looking through the skies through a tortured hero's eyes.

But still they tell me cause they shook, they scared They can't see him so they stay misunderstood

we zeroed in on the prize looking from the skies through a tortured hero's eyes

They read about me in the book.

I'm air.

You can't see me, but I'm everywhere you look.

Let's go.

Hey, yo, I did what I could.

Try to say the word and gotta start out in the hood.

And we all misunderstood.

Hey, yo, I did what I could.

Try to say the word, but got a star out in the hood, and we all misunderstood.

Hey yo, I kicked off my shoes and tripped Lucy in the pool.

Felt like everything was cool.

Please don't fuck up my mood.

I'm just trying to share my views.

So I split my vibe in two.

I share my shrimp and lobster too.

But if you fake, then I refuse.

I only two of my niggas who pay dues Cause I'ma eat regardless Asparagus full of garlic Fuck that middle man talkin' Introduce me to the boss

Yeah, now I dope the bars, isn't it?

I'm trying to flood the market.

Part human, all Martian, car service, no parking.

And before my nigga hit the pen, safe to say he was balling.

Quit your bitching, quit your gossip.

All of my niggas hotheads.

Me, it's the product of my environment.

South Central California.

Somebody should have gone.

Hancock par Chinese Man - Paroles et Couvertures