Note the time -no compliance You should go and hide /probation finds ya / No hope denying / no tryin when your ghost-lining It’s fine -it’s fine -it’s fine it’s denial Broke my pipe -/they know it’s mine So blinded to open minded Or maybe it’s time to dry out I don’t know find out No crying now /they’ll tie you down Started sizing out/my life like reminding my self Of times when I was out Trying to justify it without criticizing myself But the signs are loud Cowboys outlaws /ride till the sun is down Fucking found it with no doubt bitch Climbs the roof top and started shouting Then realized /I was clowning Southbound /counting my allowance Now I’m looking drowsy / footing it around town / Hounds out on the prowel /power in crouching Laugh out loud /look like I’m carpet surfing I’m almost sound asleep still looking for a spot to lay down my feet /shit it’s getting cloudy Fucking fowl /I’m not aloud to be / Beats the shit right out of me /till ground beef Is the result of my encounter with police The hours I’ve seen /gouged from my piece Wow I’m crowding my scene /I got to get out of me / Like check me out please /when I’m about to be free / Somebody get me the lowdown on this freak Balance isn’t seen /his talent is he can speak Shallow as a creek/ ducked in a tree like a fuckin creep / Huckleberry Finn fuckin fee// flee flee here comes the police All because your dirty pee /word of the week/ Genius / The streets is covered with so much heat it’s Hard to for a G just /to find some jeezus Preaching here same time I’m teaching /and relieving buzz /cheaper drugs /that clean from your system in 3 days /so I’m not hitch hiking on freeways /because lately I’ve been tweeking I’ve been seeing replays -how is it cloudy during a heat wave This ain’t even Vegas these mistakes just keep peeking to the brim to that it’s not even possible to win it’s business that I don’t plan to finish fit this fist in your chinny chin-chin -I’m fixing to whip you right in your lip with this size 6 shit /shit /shit I need to sit I’m not even doing anything that I can quit the twist on this trying to tax a motherfucker trippin for interest I got myself in this /I’m inches way from spraying a whole lotta you -/is this still the mix I’ve been spitting I don’t even think I asked myself for permission shit I’m going to pissed when I get this / who Am I kidding victim of my own decisions Vision is wicked like ignorant intentions Not enough dicipline inflicted it fits the description Of 30yr old sick kid -there’s a tip if you missed it Ain’t prediction you just don’t listen to your own intuition so you think it’s schizophrenic you ain’t schizophrenic you just dim-witted -