Rafael Casal - Mean Ones lyrics

Just a Bay Boy, Bay Boy In a Bay World [SIGH] Look, I know I'm sick I don't need no cough or applause confirmin' it It's the only thing that's permanent When the lights are low and they burn a bit When the job don't pay what it needs to And the girl I love starts lookin' see-through All types of strikes and typos My life... ain't a movie it's a read-through With too many extras tryin' to be leads Too many tryin' to write themselves into scenes These hands I'm shakin' might be the devil I don't got nobody close that ever got to this level So I can't see And I been gooned up So I got a short fuse for this hoe-a** marks Targetin' me since I was younger But they gave the hunger To be my own man around these parts Parties in the deep east when I was in the 6th grade Slanging in the north before I turned 13 It was small time sh** at the time But it got me wise quick Learned what survivin' on the turf means Back in the B Grew up as some waterfront kids Liquor store right down the street Before the rich whites came, and the high-rise High rent replaced the city of hippies 2-for-a-dollar Peach Rings and Swishers Middle school kids goin' wild, wild With tabs on our tongues Beers in our fists Smokin' black and milds, milds Skateboard kid kick-flipped 'til I could Up the street was sweet, down the street was the hood And rolling stones they tumble So I rolled right on down into trouble, my dude Been knowin' folks since preschool on 10th street I mean we go way back His mama babysat Now his mama crying out her eyes at the jailhouse Looking through the gla** at the place where her baby at And I'm always on alert Don't take it the wrong way Looking my way where I played And I drank and I hang and I talk my gang of sh** Many cats wanna check if I'm all skirt But I'm all jerk I was never good enough for half the girls who wanna f** now Wonder why I'm buck now? Cuz' I can't believe what a couple Thou Can earn a mothaf**a when he bu*ton up and step up in the club now Wasn't I a bum? Wow Funny how that turned around ain't it, ain't it Damn I wish I wasn't so tainted, tainted But f**ing you is proof that I made it, made it At least around here I guess I digress I never had the heart for the ego Just villian wishing he was hero Then a goon wishing he's De Niro Anything but zero They wonder why we some mean ones Just some misbehaving heathens But men hunt each other where we from That's why many young men carry guns See growing up, it was law To never show fright in front of company And I was small So I carried a pocket knife that read "f** with me" Most people had guns, most friends had clips Sideshows were no place for me unless I could look someone in the eye And they knew that I was no b**h But that's where I kicked it so I had to grow quick Had to go get Krypto for the nights But I ain't Superman My chick at the time We had stupid fights She was pregnant I was trying to find who I am And meanwhile I'm on TV Told to keep it PG So I did poems that I knew would be easy Barely got paid, like a freebie And now I'm on 3 DVDs of Def Jam But ain't a damn thing changed in the bay mayne Living in the west off of MLK mayne Me and my dudes still trying to maintain Some are off at school, some are pushing that cane game We had a dream, something we could sleep on If one of us get on, we on We peace out this cashier, bus boy, bar back, bouncer hype we on 'Cuz we don't belong And hopefully it won't be long But then again dreams tend to fade once you wake them You know, a Wake - celebrate the taken? Look, I gotta play with the thought of nothing changing When I get my money up, get square with the state Then something'll break down or they bring up the rate Or somebody gon' die, or I get sick and the bills climb And my bank's back overdrawn, no savings Maybe this is my awakening Bay Boys got a short lifespan We dream big, get stuck doing weak sh**, then accept defeat Quick, "Oh well, we did the best we can!" Further along than when we began We become beacons Blinking For the next cat to know where we barely managed to stay afloat As if that's better than sinkin' Could swam with some more thinkin' But one look and it's over Mediocre is a part of our culture Dead beat dads, women that treat themselves like trash Overtaxed, then drafted as soldiers I feel like I'm a kid from a land that's a speck to the rest Trying to lessen the stress making sense of the mess Just a cat in a low hat in a bad mood still Grinch in a pinch an*lyzin' his Whoville... Damn... an*lyzing our Whoville A MEAN ONE Just trying to put words how me and you feel... ... Don't be mad at me... that you spent your life taking that blue pill... [Sampled] You are so mean Isn't he kids?