What Is the Matter with Dice
What is the matter with Dice? (Matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
A nigga done been through the most
Been fighting my demons and ghosts
The realest shit I ever wrote
Listen, listen, listen close (listen up close, shit)
All that we had was each other
My mom was a dad and a mother
Went six years, one after the other
A nigga used to have a pops
But when he found out he was not
My biological decided to kick me out and change the locks
I wonder what I did wrong
I was nowhere near grown
All alone and them streets are open, wonder how I'm getting home
Now that made me mad but I made it back
And I'm waving gats and I'm slaying crack
And I'm founding niggas on my way to class
Before they could laugh at the blatant fact that I'm drowning nigga
So I'm wilding nigga, but I can't relax
Rolling Dice, so they named me that
Nothing nice but I'm crazy bad
What is the matter with Dice? (matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (Matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen, listen, listen
Mama just married a crack addict, the hell up with that
Why would she settle for that, she's better than that
I'm telling you facts
On Christmas, I witnessed her letting Ma wrap
Our presents and sell 'em for crack and wrap 'em back
Instead of just telling us that with a guilty conscience
He let us unwrap, empty boxes
Mama promised he'd never come back, but that was an empty promise
I knew better than that
Just seen a dope man in our car
He must have sold it for crack, now his kids must walk far
Damn, man, I was there
Then it got violent and I was scared
Every single night, said a silent prayer
I was just nine and quite aware
He hit my sis in the eye and yeah
Pushed his son down a flight of stairs
Night after night, he would beat on my mama
I'm only just nine but I don't care
Fighting back to write on his back
He gon' kill mama if I don't attack
I hit him with all the might that I had
Then he hit me and I finally collapsed
I had to play dead for him to stop choking me
But when I awoke, I seen that him and mom was back together
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (Matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
A nigga done been through the most
Been fighting my demons and ghosts
The realest shit I ever wrote
Listen, listen, listen close (listen up close, shit)
All that we had was each other
My mom was a dad and a mother
Went six years, one after the other
A nigga used to have a pops
But when he found out he was not
My biological decided to kick me out and change the locks
I wonder what I did wrong
I was nowhere near grown
All alone and them streets are open, wonder how I'm getting home
Now that made me mad but I made it back
And I'm waving gats and I'm slaying crack
And I'm founding niggas on my way to class
Before they could laugh at the blatant fact that I'm drowning nigga
So I'm wilding nigga, but I can't relax
Rolling Dice, so they named me that
Nothing nice but I'm crazy bad
What is the matter with Dice? (matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (Matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen, listen, listen
Mama just married a crack addict, the hell up with that
Why would she settle for that, she's better than that
I'm telling you facts
On Christmas, I witnessed her letting Ma wrap
Our presents and sell 'em for crack and wrap 'em back
Instead of just telling us that with a guilty conscience
He let us unwrap, empty boxes
Mama promised he'd never come back, but that was an empty promise
I knew better than that
Just seen a dope man in our car
He must have sold it for crack, now his kids must walk far
Damn, man, I was there
Then it got violent and I was scared
Every single night, said a silent prayer
I was just nine and quite aware
He hit my sis in the eye and yeah
Pushed his son down a flight of stairs
Night after night, he would beat on my mama
I'm only just nine but I don't care
Fighting back to write on his back
He gon' kill mama if I don't attack
I hit him with all the might that I had
Then he hit me and I finally collapsed
I had to play dead for him to stop choking me
But when I awoke, I seen that him and mom was back together
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
What is the matter with Dice? (Matter with Dice, eh)
Why is he so mad at his life? (Mad at his life, eh)
What happened, what happened, what happened?
Why does he be so mad when he be rapping?
Why do people need to leave him be what happened?
Listen, listen
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Demetrius Antron Wickliffe, Andrew Wheat, Keith Richard Wickliffe, Lovewin Julius Wickliffe
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