Tom: A minor
Verse 1
come here, hey, hey, hey look
Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two
ounces of yay
Muthafuckaz at mah house
waitin' right now 'cause
Aiight
Verse 2
Am
Dm
How long can sell?
(You see life is like football,
you know what I'm saying?)
Am
Dm
Before I have to go to jail
(You gotta hike the ball and just
make something happen man)
Verse 3
Am
Dm
Can I possibly get real?
(I mean you know you might get tackled,
you know what I'm saying?)
Am
Dm
Before somebody go and snitch
(Then again, you might fuck around
and make a touch down)
Verse 4
Am
I'm so paranoid, stressed,
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
Dm
I avoid the cops, I use a decoy
See my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 5
Am
I'm so paranoid, stressed,
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
Dm
To avoid the cops, I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 6
Am
All my life I did nothin' but dealin'
Learned to rely on my gut feelin'
Dm
Yo name is what? What? I know you
from where? Where?
I don't mean to seem vicious
but you look suspicious
Verse 7
Am
Stop talking 'bout drugs
on the telephone
Stop walking with a bunch
of thugs to my home
call me before you come
Stop telling these bitches
where you got it from
Verse 8
Am
Dm
How long can I sell?
The Sheriff departments
right down the block
Am
Dm
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 9
Am
Dm
Can I possibly get real?
Pass the tabs the
Am
turnakit and syringes
Dm
Before somebody go snitch
Before the DEA kick the
door of the hinges
Verse 10
Am
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed,
paranoid, paranoid
One false move I can be destroyed
Dm
I avoid the cops I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 11
Am
I'm so paranoid, stressed,
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
Dm
I avoid the cops, I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 12
Am
As I bail down the street with my
khakis creased
Everybody looking at me look
like the police
Dm
Havin' conversations with my
gang assailants
Do you think,
Verse 13
we under police surveillance?
Am
Asking questions giving suggestions
Pulling Smith an' Wessons on strange
pedestrians
dollar bills stacked up
Hope the cops don't backup,
here they come man
Verse 14
Am
How long, stop runnin', stop runnin',
The Sheriff department's
right down the block
Am
Dm
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 15
Am
Dm
Can I possibly get real?
Hurry up, pass the tabs,
turnakit and syringes
Am
Dm
Before somebody go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the
Verse 16
door off the hinges
Am
Maybe I oughta stop sellin' water
Spend more time with my
son and my daughter
me away from my wife
She couldn't deal with the
stress and the strife
Verse 17
Am
The cocaine rockin' and the
hood rats jockin'
The late night knockin' the
drive way blockin'
Dm
Late at night I fantasize 'bout rappin'
But I gotta sell dope till it happen
Verse 18
Am
Hey, who is that, who is that man?
See you all fuckin' up,
Yo man little rich kids
comin' over here
That's what I'm saying now
Verse 19
Am
You know they gonna snitch, they can't even
lie to their parents
What the fuck you think they gonna
do when the police pressure 'em?
Dm
Get to crying and shit,
Afroman sold it to me mommy
He stays over there
Verse 20
Am
Dm
How long can I sell?
The Sheriff departments
right down the block
Am
Dm
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 21
Am
Dm
Can I possibly get real?
Pass the tabs the
Am
turnakit and syringes
Dm
Before somebody go snitch
Before the DEA kick the door
of the hinges
Verse 22
Am
I'm so paranoid,
now God lay me down to sleep
Before the cops rape,
please give me a beat
Dm
If they accidently kill me and I
don't escape
Pray some white person,
gotta video tape
Verse 23
Am
Twinkle twinkle little little star
That looks like a police car
Dm
Shining on my dope spot
A police raid
Verse 24
Little little homie hold my gun
I'm gonna fuckin' run
Dm
Where I run, I don't care
Verse 25
Am
Throw that dope, anywhere
Cops chase me, through the hood
Dm
Straight in to the woods camera
Fly like lepord's
Verse 26
Am
I hear, German Shepards
Freeze, hold it right there
Drug dealers, nightmare
Dm
Busted crack, criminal court
Verse 27
Am
Handcuffs very tight, Baptist jury all white
Dm
They could never be my peers,
sentence me twenty years
Am
This rap so damn real,
I'm glad I gotta record deal
Dm
If I don't sell a mill, this could,
What a predicament
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