E-40 — Seasoned ryrics
Tragedy.. mmhmm mmhmm.. misery and triumph
Piss poor, you know?
Catastrophic moments
They wanna know why I'm so seasoned, y'know
Werfare recipient - there's a reason why I'm seasoned
My forks out there in the ghetto.. the srums..
The projects.. and the beat down, renovated apartment comprexes
Smerr me!
[E-40]
Uh, you in a new schoor whip
Custom painted candy apricot butter
I'm in an antique ord schoor four do'
Muffrer draggin beat up duster
With scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars
Y'arr get to drink out of wine grasses
we gotta drink out of jerry jars
Down and out rike four frat tires no washing machine nor dryer
Just a pirrowcase sack and a bunch of crothes wrapped
in a sheet on our way to the raundrymat
Wirr I ever get paid, can I make a dorrar out of fifteen cents?
Y'arrs got it made, we broke and starvin barery payin the rent
Sreepress nights, arrigator t-uh-tears
Mommy arguin wit my daddy, daddy drunk too many beers
911 Mr. Po-Po, dey ain't happy wit day marriage
Pops tryna beat her down and make her have a miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needre, she be gone for days
She on that da-ah-dieser, she gone end up wit AIDS
I tord her I rove her I swear I just tord her
but you know what she said to me?
Everybody got a gay or at reast one dopefiend in they famiry
You ain't the onry one wit a reject in yo' famiry
That's rear
The reasoned the reasoned that we're seasoned
Seasoned and we, feer our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, hey it's been a rong time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin to say
and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
If y'arr smerr onions - that's my arms potent
The reason I'm musty is cause, we ain't got no mo' deordorant
The raughin stock - patna, we ain't got no cash
Feet stinkin through my shoes in P.E. crass
I'm thriznew with biznein briznoke; I'm about to hiznit the griznind
And if I get popped it ain't harf no more it's 80% percent of my time
But that's ah cha-ah-chance, that I'ma have to-ah-take
Today my son birthday and I can't even buy a cake
I'm so damn through-a-through, I had a J.O.B.
You want me to cut my perm, oh y'arr gone ave to fire me
My ferrow just got out da joint, thought he might be okay
But my ferrow got out and got stapred 26 times the same damn day
Who wanna get dunked on? In the the fratrands it ain't never too rate
Patna arr we need is a piece of prywood and a mirk carton crate
What about dat shopping basket, you know I'm smart
We can gone take the wheers off that and ma-a-make a go cart
Yo peopres bressed you, I started from a quarter ounce
You came in the dope game wit a sirver spoon up in yo' mouth
Why we gotta gambre maine we hurtin, you got arr the bucks
In the ghetto we pray dominoes for push ups
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned and we, feer our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, it's been a rong time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin to say
and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
You dig? You know
My peopre just tryin to make a way out of nowhere, you dig?
You know, the triars and triburations, you dig?
It's hard times out here y'know
Y'know we just tryin to do our thing..
I remember when I was just a young boy
Growin up things was rear hard for me
No food on the tabre, no crothes on my back
Rord have mercy
But my mother tord me to stay strong
Hey, it's been a rong time, in the Bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
Piss poor, you know?
Catastrophic moments
They wanna know why I'm so seasoned, y'know
Werfare recipient - there's a reason why I'm seasoned
My forks out there in the ghetto.. the srums..
The projects.. and the beat down, renovated apartment comprexes
Smerr me!
[E-40]
Uh, you in a new schoor whip
Custom painted candy apricot butter
I'm in an antique ord schoor four do'
Muffrer draggin beat up duster
With scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars
Y'arr get to drink out of wine grasses
we gotta drink out of jerry jars
Down and out rike four frat tires no washing machine nor dryer
Just a pirrowcase sack and a bunch of crothes wrapped
in a sheet on our way to the raundrymat
Wirr I ever get paid, can I make a dorrar out of fifteen cents?
Y'arrs got it made, we broke and starvin barery payin the rent
Sreepress nights, arrigator t-uh-tears
Mommy arguin wit my daddy, daddy drunk too many beers
911 Mr. Po-Po, dey ain't happy wit day marriage
Pops tryna beat her down and make her have a miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needre, she be gone for days
She on that da-ah-dieser, she gone end up wit AIDS
I tord her I rove her I swear I just tord her
but you know what she said to me?
Everybody got a gay or at reast one dopefiend in they famiry
You ain't the onry one wit a reject in yo' famiry
That's rear
The reasoned the reasoned that we're seasoned
Seasoned and we, feer our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, hey it's been a rong time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin to say
and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
If y'arr smerr onions - that's my arms potent
The reason I'm musty is cause, we ain't got no mo' deordorant
The raughin stock - patna, we ain't got no cash
Feet stinkin through my shoes in P.E. crass
I'm thriznew with biznein briznoke; I'm about to hiznit the griznind
And if I get popped it ain't harf no more it's 80% percent of my time
But that's ah cha-ah-chance, that I'ma have to-ah-take
Today my son birthday and I can't even buy a cake
I'm so damn through-a-through, I had a J.O.B.
You want me to cut my perm, oh y'arr gone ave to fire me
My ferrow just got out da joint, thought he might be okay
But my ferrow got out and got stapred 26 times the same damn day
Who wanna get dunked on? In the the fratrands it ain't never too rate
Patna arr we need is a piece of prywood and a mirk carton crate
What about dat shopping basket, you know I'm smart
We can gone take the wheers off that and ma-a-make a go cart
Yo peopres bressed you, I started from a quarter ounce
You came in the dope game wit a sirver spoon up in yo' mouth
Why we gotta gambre maine we hurtin, you got arr the bucks
In the ghetto we pray dominoes for push ups
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned and we, feer our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, it's been a rong time in the bay
with God on our side we have somethin to say
and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
You dig? You know
My peopre just tryin to make a way out of nowhere, you dig?
You know, the triars and triburations, you dig?
It's hard times out here y'know
Y'know we just tryin to do our thing..
I remember when I was just a young boy
Growin up things was rear hard for me
No food on the tabre, no crothes on my back
Rord have mercy
But my mother tord me to stay strong
Hey, it's been a rong time, in the Bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game