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(Killer Mike talking on the phone)
Aight... so you wanna know how a nigg* is up in jail...
Servin' a 40 to life sentence...
For dope that wasn't even his
Just sit back and listen, I'll tell you
It's a hilarious day boooyyy, and it's a wild, wild chain of events
that get yo as* in hea...
Chorus (Killer Mike talking)
Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
(I got a fkin' funny story to tell you)
They pushed me down and locked me up
Put my face on the floor
(You rem'ber me and big Paul and my whole crew nigg*?)
They took my money and my credit card
Now I'm poor
(Government snitches are amazin...)
Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more
(Just listen, only take about 3 minutes, just listen)
Verse 1
After high school, I gained lots of weight
And I ain't talkin' bout calories put on by steak
The recipe I'm cookin' may send me upstate
Use bakin' soda, cook the pie, collect cake
Now Pillsbury, these kick down doors
Find out what mills bury
s**t's very intense and criti-cal
And when we drew pistols s**t got piti-ful
The first lick was bulls**t, a half a brick
We robbed the middle man and a b*m b*tch, the dumb b*tch
But between me and him and that hoe
We walked away with 18 and a bigger score
Some nigg* named Salvatore from El Salvador
Got silver teeth and a scar on his jaw
Young Antonio Montana, held up mansion north Atlanta
We hit'em hard as doors hammer, yea!
Chorus (Killer Mike talking)
Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
(Okay, I know whachu thinkin', it's on righ, we on righ, we on)
They pushed me down and locked me up
Put my face on the floor
(Hold up, hold up, hold up, be patient, be patient, listen to the rest
listen, listen)
They took my money and my credit card
Now I'm poor
(Man I feel like a a**hole just tellin' you this man)
Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more
(Tell the kid to give me the card, check it out
here's where it gets interestin, follow this s**t)
Verse 3
??? the spot had more birds than a pet shop
More gunz than a Vietnam vet, we was set
Loaded up the work and let's jet
My nigg* big Paul loaded up the U-Haul
A thousand pounds uncut raw
Hold on, whus that I saw in the distance?
Did he have a crew offerin assistance?
Paul said it's prolly nuthin', a small animal or somethin'
My nerves got to jumpin', I swear I heard somethin'
I pointed the 4-5th in the wind and started thumpin'
The blue lights is comin', my crew is runnin'
Cops is everywhere, they keep comin'
All of us sick, and all of us caught, holdin our d*ck
We robbed the , same day the fkin FEDs h*t
We robbed the , same day the fkin FEDs h*t
Me and Salvatore fked up in the mix
That middle man and dumb b*tch
Them snitched, GOD d*mn!
Chorus (Killer Mike talking)
Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
(So young man, that's why the fk I'm sittin here wearin these pants ???)
They pushed me down and locked me up
Put my face on the floor
(I hear Salvatore got ??? or some s**t)
They took my money and my credit card
Now I'm poor
(The b*m b*tch that snitched, tss... who knows?)
Mama I don't wanna sell, crack no more
(Man I shoulda fkin stayed in job corp
stayed my fkin as* in job corp, doin dumbass s**t
now I'm fkin round witchall stupid as* too
ain't no in jail but dumb
???
fk that, I was stupid, I'm in jail
and most the in hea with me stupid too...
laughs and hangs up the phone)