lirik lagu x-raided (a.k.a. nefarious) – hellraizer
[verse 1: x-raided]
cash was on my mind at an early age growin up too fast
looking out for ways to stay paid
god bless the child that has his own i was told
so every single day the dope was sold
i never liked school cuz this sh-t was never real for me
i rather hang out with n-ggas that was down to k!ll for me
never stood still long enough to have stability
never took advantage of my athletic abilities
only way up out the ghetto for a black man
is to either play a sport know how to sing, rap, or dance
the only other option is to join a gang or slang yola
hanging out with the other high rollas trying to get your pockets swoll
look at the compet-tion, the mission is to get rich
as quick as possible and turn your cash legit
but the you make could be your last
you’ll always have the jackers and crackers out to bust your -ss
so don’t be slipping
living the life styles of the rich and famous
i keep my hands clean staying blameless it’s scandalous but i’m shameless
all i want to do is stack the cream
ever since i was a little n-gga that was my dream
(chorus)
pants been sagging ever since i was a seventh grader
pocket full of rocks and a sky pager
a n-gga had dreams of coming up major
nothing but a little -ss h-llraizer
been sagging ever since i was a seventh grader
pocket full of rocks and a sky pager
a n-gga had dreams of coming up major
nothing but a little -ss h-llraizer
fucced around and caught my homegirl ovulatin
threw a cold twist on the whole situation
now i got to figure out a way to break the g*nius
world record for makin cash
cuz now i got a baby in my business
call up the essay
go down to (s)toccton say
“throw it on the scale”
1000 grams is what it weighs
getting 10 g’s cuz he shows me love
mucho gracias senior
adios, and then i’m up out the door
it’s bacc to sac, time to make the paper stacc
standin in the kitchen, palms itchin cookin up the chiccen
11-3-51 narcotic
85% pure product, let it rocc up
my stoccs up a grip
600 buccs a zip
fucced up and slipped and the taskforce dipped
caught a young n-gga with a quarter pound of “d”
got a deal for 3, entered a guilty plead
now i’m in the “pen” stressed out san quinten
lady bout to have a n-gga baby any minute
32 months i got to do
then i’ll be bacc on the streets with my crew, thought cha knew
(chorus)
fresh out “pen” once again on the loose
my lady had my baby and she’s already duce
bacc in the hood and ain’t a d-mn thang change
all the same n-ggas stugglin tryin to survive in the game
i got to get mine but is landmines in the streets
take the wrong move and get swept off your feet
my baby got to eat and i’mma provide
even if i got to ride or die
i ain’t down with minimum wage so m-th- fucc a 9 to 5
i’m duccin the cops like marco polo
my tightest dog died when i was a mobile
so now i’m rollin solo
loco in the membrane never been tamed and never will be
and i’m hustlin to the day a n-gga k!lls me
(chorus)
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