Organized Noize - Lifeline lyrics

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Organized Noize - Lifeline lyrics

[Verse 1] I never got a yo when my pockets were low But now I'm makin' dough it's all hello, hello Since I got to dunkin' these motherf**ers I be duckin' Callin' me on my beeper they ain't really dumb or nothin' All up on my jock lookin' for nuts for the lickin' Havin' such an a**, the nearest one I'm kissin' All up on my diznick and all up in my business So drop ya panties before ya wanna give me kisses I keep em' yes I keep em' reminiscin' Thinkin' about my thoughts and I get with em' Just because I'm makin' money my neighbors never blink So happy birthday mom, ya gift is not a clock but a mink Father was a trip, always steady trippin' Basically cause my eyes were always red from smokin' up on spliffin' Said I wanna out the jack, can bum up in his plumbers house But he sung a different tune when he heard about my bank account I guess I'll be OK, I'm really not the guilty The null is not to follow which they is filthy Been tokin' marijuana smokin forty ounce I never was a hoodlum but I must admit I knew em' Forget where I came from, I know I'm always stankin' And removin' the junkie hookers That was givin' me up to Spinky on the lifeline [Verse 2] Talkin' about back in the days of my grade school years I used to be a wild child smokin' blunts drinkin' beers Up against, on the ends it's sticky gum on the seats Shootin' spitballs and cause crazy fights every week I was the complete rascal, Dennis the Menace I there was any trouble goin' down best believe I was in it Suspension and detention became the normal activity Teachers callin' mom cause they couldn't deal with me And my behavior, even the next door neighbor gave up Advice, on how to chastise me right Sayin' whoop his a**, give him a beat and a whiplash And that'll put an end to ya problem Mrs. Gash Mom took heed and on the body got frame But did it help, nope just caused more brain damage Course the same way, the next day I was at it again From terrorizin' the halls to cuttin' cla**es with my man But my educational span was spectacular I'm just a jerk to do my cause most Polly wanna cracker And I ain't a actor like the one with true identity So wait, that's cool cause it wasn't for me See I knew I could never be like Doogie Howser So after eleventh grade I was outtie five thousand On my lifeline [Verse 3] When I got mid-teenage, I started the rage with rough ones Known as the Run-Out Crew and go snatchin' thugs Pullin' plugs on s**ers and it's on every corner My grandma tried to school me said son your a goner But I don't listen I was like stop breakin' my balls Threw up my hands and gave 50 Grand a call I told him to put me down cause the sacks pay a lot Now I'm throwin' rocks, dodgin' cops and goin' out like pops Daddy cool cause he went to school for an education He found the nation but he still found his self facin' Time in the ghetto and communities And that pledge allegiance to the falg sh** ain't foolin' me He heard my story he put me down like folks And they was on they way to Arizona loc He droppin' the keys, makin' these G's, that's what I need But someone else could drop off threes, I got freeze [Verse 4] Lifeless cat can he help us with each other He's my partner, he's my cop, he's my buddy I'm the mack oh yes a frame, yes a frame oh yes I am What a brother gotta do to make em' chill Damn, at the club smokin' pot, chillin' in the parking lot Drinkin' forties talkin' sh** and what not There was a guy and a girl K-S-L called em' Said they tried to start beef send to the butchers Didn't know that he had guns, we heard buckshots and bullets My eyes had to lie as we jumped through the bushes Had to say thanks, thank God we got away Saw the fool by himself the very next day Now should K-S-L leave em' alone or should I let my lips whistle He's a stupid motherf**er with a pistol As for the dude he wasn't scared Until I held a pistol to his head He started to cry, K-S-L put it down do not lie Go on my lifeline

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