Dope Jobs Homeless

on, ran from it (I did it all)

I sold dope, watch fiends crave for rock
Watch 'em watching me put the stash in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!)
Walkie-talk to from the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter
Pumped up blocks some of the winter
Kerosene heaters by feet, takin tops off just so a nigg* can eat lunchmeat
Four days no Z's, from the first to the third
End of the month to excited to get sleep, I bagged up 2's
Aggravated by picky motherfkers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man)
Took outta town trips, two seconds in a son of a b*tch
NARCs run in talking s**t (who dis?)
I know about dope, lost my man Lou to the coke
Pumping over there off of DeSoto
Any nigg* who don't know about this
I hit ya with the Iron Mike quote "That's Ludicrous"
s**ttin in the tub, p*ssing in the tub, Hepititis B inflicted in a thug
I know about that s**t right there
Hey yo, I know about that s**t right there

Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all can't tell me s**t
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fk goin' to tell me s**t?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless...

I don't had jobs black
Boss man yelling at the top of his lungs about a fkin Fat Burger!
We d*mn near fired, restaurant manager who can't manage s**t
Stressed out retired, I'm talking about blacks
You work all week for Boo, and one day your man Boo just collapse
Bricks, houses, cars
A b*tch who drops her drawls for a nigg*r who can really floss
Five twenty five can make your mouth leak and on top of that s**t
You get a check every week
You work a week in the hole, with thirty motherfkers on pay roll
You work when they want you to
Equal opportunity? nigg* right, suburban community check stubs always hella tight
My s**t looking like this
I got a b*tch a baby and I need a place to pi*s
p*ssed off at check time cuz I was skipped
That's when obie trice start c*ckin' back his s**t (fk this)

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Y'all can't tell me s**t
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fk gonna tell me s**t

I done been homeless, no place to sleep
Moms don't wanna hear it no place to eat
Pass out on my mans couch just for a week
Till he get fed up and kick a nigg* to the street (Get the fk outta here, dogg!)
Black out from cold, freezin' my toes
Snow fkin over my boots, my Tims froze
Face turnin blue, cars ridin by with the little children
on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at that man)
fked over folks, and they don't wanna see ya
Baby momma gotta new nigg* with a Visa
Sleepin in cars, abandoned s**t
While the rats eat the wires you be prayin and s**t (Please, Lord, please!)
Close to pneumonia
Wishin for heat, like d*mn if only I came up in California
Plottin on a (?), like stickin your mans
d*mn, you know he got at least a grand in his pants
Face lookin old, despite the fact your only 20 years old
Stuck in the cold
Snot drippin profusely
Taking the alley route so my ex-cutie wouldn't notice me

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fk goin' to tell me s**t
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all can't tell me s**t
Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Who the fk gonna tell me s**t?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Motherfker, I don't did it all

Yeah! s**t is real out there, yeah

Nap Entertainment, 2000

fk nigg*