Obie Trice - Dope, Jobs, Homeless (Alternate Take) lyrics

[Hook - Obie Trice] (*echo*) Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Who the f** gon' tell me sh**? Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Motherf**er you can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** [Verse 1 - Obie Trice] Yo, I sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock Watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock Walkie-talk to n***as from the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter Pumped up blocks, summer to winter Kerosene heaters by my feet Takin tops off, just so a n***a can eat lunch meat Four days, no Z's From the first to third, end of the month, I'm too excited to get sleep I bagged up twos Aggravated by picky crackheads who don't know which rock to choose Took outta town trips Two seconds in the son of a b**h, narcs run in, talkin sh** I know about dope, I lost my man Lou to the coke Pumpin over there off of DeSoto Any n***a who don't know about this I hit ya with the Iron Mike quote "that's ludicrous!" sh**tin in the tub, pissin in the tub Hepatitis B inflicted in a thug I know about that sh** right there (know about that sh** right there) [Hook - Obie Trice] (*echo*) Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Motherf**er you can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** [Verse 2 - Obie Trice] I done had jobs black Boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a f**in Big Mac He damn near fired A restaurant manager who can't manage sh** from bein stressed out and tired I'm talkin about blacks You work all week with Boo and one day your man Boo just collapse His breakdown's 'caused by his b**h, who dropped the drawers For a n***a who could really floss Five twenty-five, it make your mouth leak And on top of that sh**, you get a check every other week You work a week in the hole, there's thirty motherf**ers on payroll sh**, you work when they want you to Equal opportunity? Yeah right Suburban community check stubs always hella tight And my sh** lookin like this I got a b**h, a baby and I need a place to piss Pissed off at check time cause I was skipped That's when Obie Trice start co*kin back his sh** (co*kin back his sh**) [Hook - Obie Trice] (*echo*) Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Motherf**er you can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** [Verse 3 - Obie Trice] I done been homeless, no place to sleep Moms don't wanna hear it, no place to eat I pa** out on my man's couch, just for a week 'Til he get fed up and kick a n***a to the street Black out from cold, freezin my toes Snow f**in over my boots, my Tims' froze Face turnin blue Cars ridin by with the little children on the inside pointin at you You done f**ed over folks and they don't wanna see ya Baby momma gotta new n***a with a Visa Sleepin in cars, abandoned sh** And while the rats eat the wires, you be prayin and sh** Close to pneumonia, wishin for heat, like damn if only I came up in California Plottin on a lick like, stickin your mans Cause damn, you know he got at least a grand in his pants Face lookin old, despite the fact you only 22 years old Stuck in the cold, snot drippin profusely Takin the alley routes, so my ex-cutie won't notice me [Hook - Obie Trice] (*echo*) Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Y'all cats can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Now who the f** gon' tell me sh**? Aiyyo, dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Motherf**ers can't tell me sh** Dope, jobs, homeless, I did it all Motherf**er, I done did it all