VOiCE of E
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah
Smoke crack, not just one
Burn it and got me tha', A1 (yeah)
Pop pills, not just one
Pop it and poppin' the same one (yeah)
Blow loud like, car horns
Ma trumpet be raisin' those dried bones (yeah)
Mp3's I'ont do no CD's
Let 'em lady know tha' me lur those Titties (yeah)
First slot, second slot
Don't get me wrong, ma nigga, me just in a Casino (yeah)
First shot, second shot
A nigga down, had too many drinks, yeah, we know (yeah)
No death, no condolence
Ma Nigga, where be the Ambulance (yeah)
Stand still, no remorse
Dead body, call the Cops (yeah)
Bible pages, Exodus
Hope the spirit never be ahead of us (yeah)
School book pages, got me one
Pardon me, Nigga, guess I got me none (yeah)
Drink tea with Gem Water
Mix yours with bad water (yeah)
Dry Gin, mergin'
Demons be bangin', I berg in (yeah)
Don't cry for me, mo'fucker tha' Blasphemy (yeah)
Pastor told me, "Wha' the fuck is you doin'?"
"Lay back, relax, now smoke tha' guff, Marijuana" (yeah)
"Get high, most high, smoke trees, cloud 9"
Yeah, I feel fine (yeah)
"E.M.S?," that's me
(I be a little bit high right now)
Nigga, tha' real (yeah)
Yeah
Right (yeah)
Yeah
Damn right (yeah)
So I be on tha high-tension wire (yeah)
So, I be a little bit high right now
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah
Smoke crack, not just one
Burn it and got me tha', A1 (yeah)
Pop pills, not just one
Pop it and poppin' the same one (yeah)
Blow loud like, car horns
Ma trumpet be raisin' those dried bones (yeah)
Mp3's I'ont do no CD's
Let 'em lady know tha' me lur those Titties (yeah)
First slot, second slot
Don't get me wrong, ma nigga, me just in a Casino (yeah)
First shot, second shot
A nigga down, had too many drinks, yeah, we know (yeah)
No death, no condolence
Ma Nigga, where be the Ambulance (yeah)
Stand still, no remorse
Dead body, call the Cops (yeah)
Bible pages, Exodus
Hope the spirit never be ahead of us (yeah)
School book pages, got me one
Pardon me, Nigga, guess I got me none (yeah)
Drink tea with Gem Water
Mix yours with bad water (yeah)
Dry Gin, mergin'
Demons be bangin', I berg in (yeah)
Don't cry for me, mo'fucker tha' Blasphemy (yeah)
Pastor told me, "Wha' the fuck is you doin'?"
"Lay back, relax, now smoke tha' guff, Marijuana" (yeah)
"Get high, most high, smoke trees, cloud 9"
Yeah, I feel fine (yeah)
"E.M.S?," that's me
(I be a little bit high right now)
Nigga, tha' real (yeah)
Yeah
Right (yeah)
Yeah
Damn right (yeah)
So I be on tha high-tension wire (yeah)
So, I be a little bit high right now
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Writer(s): Maurice Eloka Soye Okeoma, Maurice Okeoma
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