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Dope, Jobs Homeless

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Shitted in it...ran from it nigga...fuck, i done did it all i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (yo yo) walkie talk to niggas from the corner when the feds bout to enter pumped up blocks, some of the winter kerosene heaters by my feet takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunch meat 4 days no z's from the first to third end of the month too excited to get sleep i bagged up tools, aggravated while picky mother fuckers who don't know which rock to choose (pick man) took out of town trips 2 seconds and the son of a bitch narcs run in talkin shit i know about dope i lost my man luke to the coke pumpin over there off of desoto any nigga who don't know about this i hit you with the iron mike quote that's ludicris shittin in the tub, pissin in the tub hepatitis b inflicted in a thug (yo, i'm sick man) i know about that shit right there Chorus: ey yo, dope, jobs, homeless did it all ya'll niggas can't tell me shit dope, jobs, homeless did it all who the fuck gone tell me shit dope, jobs, homeless i done had jobs, black boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a fuckin big mac (get that burger) you damn near fired a restaurant manager who can't manage shit stressed out and tired i'm talkin bout blacks you work all week with boo and one day your man boo just collapsed his breakdown is caused by his bitch who dropped the drawers for a nigga who could really floss 5.25 and make your mouth leakin on top of that shit you get a check every other week you work a week in the hole it's 30 muthafuckers on payroll you work when they WANT you to equal opportunity? nigga,


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