Shawn Kemp - Opposite Lanes lyrics

I got soaked through the rainiest days They made me this way Should have left the street but it paid me to stay The path that I walked on was paving my pain So I strayed and laid bricks for the opposite lane If you ain't rich you don't play about that gwop I view the city like a section of a swamp A lot of sh** grows but nothing that you want A lot of sh** gross and that's just being blunt b**hes acting foul, b**hes wanna stunt But nothing ever change until you willing to confront Crooked cop, crooked cop, yeah, I see him too Erry' person has autonomy, we ain't got a clue I know it sound hazy when I twist that J That Richtown way, these dummies catch a 6 round fade And yeah I know them hunnies got them big round things But really don't give a f** about that blasé blasé I play the resurrector like the Tribe ca**ette Cuz your third eye is just a f**ing hole in your head I play the resurrector like the Tribe ca**ette Cuz your third eye is just a f**ing hole in your head Gallon after gallon, brain's wet Seeing dead sh**, morning never happened I'm still somewhere in my head space Walked for blocks, never figured out my destination 40 Glock pops, talk a cop into resignation I'm a mental patient, safety's not a strong suit Wrongdoer, safety off, one chambered, I'm dog puke Tell them shoot or just get off me, sociopathy probably sh** that bothers y'all probably never bothers me Told you not to follow me, newspaper's a sh** show Headline: "Idiot with a slit throat stuffs coke in his pisshole k**s family with missiles" Headline: "Politician f**s b**hes with issues" Everything I read is just a sick joke It never really registered as funny Rather figure out the time they fill the registers with money It never really registered as funny Rather figure out the time they fill the registers with money