| I'm in some deep shit, got some niggas from another click | |
| On that ass tryin' t'run me off a ****in' cliff | |
| What should I do? Where should I go? How can I fake 'em out? | |
| Bust a bitch on that ass and try to shake 'em and bake 'em out | |
| Full speed ahead, I know they want my ass dead | |
| Still on my bumper, it makes a mother****er wonder | |
| All the dirt that I did you think is comin' at me | |
| Maybe it's because I killed Ronnie and his whole family | |
| Revenge, I see my life flashin', bullets passin' | |
| Tryin' to make me straight crash into the rocks beside me, ****in' up the | |
| traffic | |
| 7 deep in a Malibu Chevy Classic | |
| But I'm nothin' humble, just call me Goggles Paisano | |
| Full tank of petrol, mobbin' through the ****in' tunnel | |
| Exit right, I think I see some daylight | |
| Oh what a night, you shoulda seen the cars I sideswiped | |
| Hit the corner on two shoes, I'm outtie G | |
| Wrapped my shit around a 50-foot oaktree | |
| Got out the car seein' stars, I wasn't laggin' | |
| Ran and hid behind a beat-up-bad stationwagon | |
| (Sample of B-Legit's "Daily Routine": You never seen a big nigga run so fast) 2X | |
| Now I'm sneakin' and peekin', hittin' bushes and shit | |
| Never fallin' like you see in the movie clip | |
| Steady bussin', these mother****as ain't bluffin' | |
| I'm hauling ass, sweatin' bullets, and constantly cussin' | |
| Scared as ****, I wasn't about to act hard | |
| Thumbs up, I ran through a backyard | |
| Just like I was hopin', the sliding door was wide open | |
| Outta breath, I locked the door and started talkin' | |
| "I need your help, I'm outta bounds, someone's after me | |
| Please don't panic, I need your help badly | |
| I'm not a thief, nor a killer, nor a rapist | |
| I'm just an ordinary black man tryin' to make this" | |
| Busted my bubble, the couple didn't even freak | |
| They said, 'Relax, I'll make some coffee, have a seat.' | |
| The man said, 'What's your name bro?' | |
| I said, 'I don't know, you might decide to call the po po." | |
| He said, 'That ain't my thang, I used to be the leader of a gang | |
| Shot twice in my chest | |
| I got wounds where I been stabbed' | |
| He took off his shirt to show me the scab | |
| I said, 'Damn potna, how the **** did you survive some shit like that there, | |
| without going into a coma?' | |
| He said, 'The Lord spared my life | |
| So I could talk to people like you and teach 'em right | |
| I was a dope pusher, big time drug abuser, | |
| Alcoholic, dog food needle shooter, | |
| All together, tore up from the floor up | |
| I said I better quit so I could grow up | |
| Now I preach from coast to coast | |
| Saved, sanctified, and filled with the Holy Ghost | |
| I know you think you're trapped in, | |
| But let me pray for you junior, and watch what happen' |
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