East Side 4 Life
Back on the EAST SIDE watching her ass percolate on my dick (On my dick)
You can smoke in my car just watch how your flicking your ash I won't say it again (Say it again)
Too many friends lost we've been through it all but never been shit (Never been shit)
And that's where it ends (And that's where it ends)
So come see where I live (Come see where I live)
It is what it is (It is what it is)
Shit
That's when I tend to the verse and send hearses rolling down Penn Avenue it's a sin
I type on my phone I don't write with a pen all that scribble and scratch there's too much fix
I put out my tape on Datpiff It's called The Yellow Ghost and that's supposed to be me as kid
I used to haunt the neighborhood with my addiction and not just on Halloween
My mom took me to get a haircut and I snuck and stole all of the barber's tips but acted so sweet
I was one fucking sneaky grimy little kid
It started back then
I learned that there's really not something for nothing there's just no such thing
Because karma will pay you a visit
The truth is my compass
Who am I kidding
They told me that I had a sickness
How could that kid that couldn't get out of bed without taking a pill
Ever learn how to live any different
Because I couldn't until I found the hidden book that Napoleon Hill had written
And I've been trying to unlearn all the bullshit that was put inside my head
When I didn't know my mind is a garden
And I got clippers for all these un wanted weeds
And I'll catch the head of a snake if he slithers
I'm the farthest reach out of the box
And your just too caught up with what's in it
Praying for those you hate is spiritual you won't get it if you never did it
But I won't miss her for a second if she crosses me then I'll trip her
The laws of the Universe don't change and for you it's not any different
She just likes to make me mad so we make up
And I'm in that pussy like Jack the Ripper
You can smoke in my car just watch how your flicking your ash I won't say it again (Say it again)
Too many friends lost we've been through it all but never been shit (Never been shit)
And that's where it ends (And that's where it ends)
So come see where I live (Come see where I live)
It is what it is (It is what it is)
Shit
That's when I tend to the verse and send hearses rolling down Penn Avenue it's a sin
I type on my phone I don't write with a pen all that scribble and scratch there's too much fix
I put out my tape on Datpiff It's called The Yellow Ghost and that's supposed to be me as kid
I used to haunt the neighborhood with my addiction and not just on Halloween
My mom took me to get a haircut and I snuck and stole all of the barber's tips but acted so sweet
I was one fucking sneaky grimy little kid
It started back then
I learned that there's really not something for nothing there's just no such thing
Because karma will pay you a visit
The truth is my compass
Who am I kidding
They told me that I had a sickness
How could that kid that couldn't get out of bed without taking a pill
Ever learn how to live any different
Because I couldn't until I found the hidden book that Napoleon Hill had written
And I've been trying to unlearn all the bullshit that was put inside my head
When I didn't know my mind is a garden
And I got clippers for all these un wanted weeds
And I'll catch the head of a snake if he slithers
I'm the farthest reach out of the box
And your just too caught up with what's in it
Praying for those you hate is spiritual you won't get it if you never did it
But I won't miss her for a second if she crosses me then I'll trip her
The laws of the Universe don't change and for you it's not any different
She just likes to make me mad so we make up
And I'm in that pussy like Jack the Ripper
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Writer(s): William Niels
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