away, crazy days to leave I'll always be an alarmist Who'd jump at a chance Anything for romance I hope I'll always be what you want Moving away Those
Big dreaming in my La-Z-Boy In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' bout Harvard But that's too far away,
wouldn't die today Turnin' cane into crack and my mic away We dealin' 'cause we feelin' that the, pay's right Hopin' Mama never see me at my, grave
a lazy boy Big dreaming in my La-Z-Boy In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' bout Harvard But that's too far away
morning cartoons and Kung-Fu Main street roots tonic with the dreds A beef patty and some coco bread Move the patch from my Lees to the tongue of my
apartment at 3 o'clock in the morning, set fire to the drapes and carpets and then woke up me and my sister, carried us outside, then walked away while
no jacket on my back But I got my Tim's on my feet when my life broke across me back against the wall I'm lookin for my enemies I'm searchin for them
I wouldn't die today Turnin' cane into crack and my mic away We dealin' cuz we feelin' that the, pay's right Hopin' Mama never see me at my, grave site
