Jaime "Pain" Ortiz - Silhouettes lyrics

[South Park Mexican:] Yo, Blowin' on a sack of flight, buildin' up my appetite See my homies eatin' & I be like "Can I have a bite?" Last night I had a fight, after that I grabbed the mic When the club closed I went home on my granny's bike People was laughin' like "Look he just ran the light" I just kept pedalin' I didn't get mad or gipe Sell that rock & the pipe, G 'til my afterlife Let me get on stage, bet I say the things that ya like Higher than a dragonfly, I'm a make math or die Been a pimp since that group that I was in with Glady's Knight Mostly I be packin' 9's, have you pushin' dandelions Come short with my cash you be dancin' like is Hammer Time Yeah I'm lost & I'm blind, still I'm gon' handle mine Have your homey leakin' cause he bumpin' mo' than camel spines In the hood I vandalize, land of fiends & baggy eyes Where you can make a k**in' & don't even have to advertise [Chorus:] Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once & you will try it twice What the f** else am I to do? I wanna be rich & buy a zoo Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 & tell my daughter I would die for you. [x2] [South Park Mexican:] Can't switch Never Change nothin' for the radio You don't have to play me hoe, I'm a still make my dough I been sellin' albums since '92 & '93 They would either call me for a tape or a quoter key For the dream, for the team, can't nobody hang with Los Battle me, I'm like "Man at least try to make it close" M.C. Tortura-rap game Sorcera Ya'll remember when I did it on that song "Warriors" That was maybe '95 with the Most Hated group All my enemies heard my voice & it made 'em puke Ever since I hit the street, I been on a hittin' streak Straight from the gutter. Would you like to take a little peek? Simple T & dicky shorts, on the cut wit cold quarts No time to go home, cook it with a blow torch Old men on the porch watchin' boys come'n go Life is a prison risk in the midst of runnin' slow [Chorus:] Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once & you will try it twice What the f** else am I to do? I wanna be rich & buy a zoo Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 & tell my daughter I would die for you. [x2] [South Park Mexican:] Hustle slow or hustle fast, cages for who love the cash Others in a burried hole, no one really understands Trouble lands where it may, d**h is never choosy If I try to ask 'why' this sh**'ll just confuse me Don't lose me, just hold tight, I know is gettin' deep again Call me when you need dope n***a I don't need a friend I been on a hustle since I started cuttin' people yards Then I started noticin' the rims on these people cars Hope that they sleepin' hard when I come back tonight Next thing you know I'm stoppin' hard at a traffic light Jammin' Ike, radio was programmed to oldies Waitin' on the green light so that I can go please A/C with cold breeze, blowin' on a Optimo I could reach the pedal better if I had a longer toe Stop at the Stop'N'Go, I ain't got no gas money So I pump the gas first & holla "Pay your back buddy!" [Chorus:] Silhouettes, crick pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once & you will try it twice What the f** else am I to do? I wanna be rich & buy a zoo Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 & tell my daughter I would die for you. [x2]