Originally posted by Scribble
Had like, no skills...
Sometimes I got game
Sometimes I'm mad shots
Sometimes I'm mad lame
Sometimes I'm mad fly
Sometimes I'm so fly in the bay I'm hella fly
Sometimes I'll get fried and it'll be televised
Damn cuz', everybody love you when your jam bust
Hit you on the phone, they be like, "let's jam, bruv"
Yeah, you want a black tee, homie, no dandruff
Two weeks later, you broke and taking the damn bus
But when your paper high, people stay around
Listen mad intently when you make the sound
Tell you that it's all love, they care about the browns
The truth is when you down, they be out making the rounds
Like, brown boy, brown boy, what's up with that sound, boy?
Why, boom, bye-bye, they just getting down boy
Something like akbar, I should wear a crown boy
The shit, I admit, but I'm not a ****ing clown boy
Sometimes, sometimes...