Afroman

Afroman - PARANOID lyrics

TEASPOON! come here come here, hey, hey, hey look

hey go get me two pounds of bud and two ounces of yay

muthafuckaz at mah house waitin right now cuz

aiight

how long can sell?

(you see life is like football you know what im saying)

before I have to go to jail

(you gotta hike the ball and just make something happen man)

can I possibley get real?

(I mean you know you might get tackeled you know what im saying)

before somebody go and snitch

(then again you might fuck around and make a touch down)

I'm so paranoid stressed stressed paranoid paranoid

one false move I can be destroyed (echo)

I avoid the cops I use a decoy

see my mother fuckin driver he's a white boy

I'm so paranoid stressed stressed paranoid paranoid one false move

I can be destroyed to avoid the cops I use a decoy

You see my mother fuckin driver he's a white boy

all my life I did nothin' but dealin'

learned to rely on my gut feelin'

yo name is what? what? I know you from where? where?

I dont meen to seem vicious but you look suspicious

stop talking bout drugs on the telephone

stop walking with a bunch of thugs to my home

stop fuckin up, call me before you come

stop telling these bitches where you got it from

how long can I sell

the sheriff departments right down the block

before I have to go to jail

pass my beer so I can swallow this rock

can I possibley get real

pass the tabs the turnakit and syringes

before somebody go snitch

before the DEA kick the door of the hinges

I'm so paranoid stressed stressed paranoid pranoid

One false move I can be destroyed (echo)

I avoid the cops I use a decoy

you see my mother fuckin driver he's a white boy

I'm so paranoid stressed stressed paranoid paranoid

one false move I can be destroyed (echo)

I avoid the cops I use a decoy

you see my mother fuckin driver he's a white boy

as I bail down the street with my khakis creased

everybody looking at me look like the police

havin conversations with my gang asailants

do you think we under police surveilance

asking questions giving suggestions

pulling smith an wessons on strange pedestrians

cookin crack up, dolla bills stacked up

hope the cops dont backup here they come man

how long

stop runnin stop runnin

can I sell

the sheriff departments right down the block

before I have to go to jail

pass my beer so I can swallow this rock

can I possibly get real

hurry up pass the tabs turnakit and syringes

before somebody go and snitch

before the DEA kick the door off the hinges

maybe I otta stop sellin water

spend more time with my son and my daughter

but my drug life drug me away from my wife

she couldn't deal with the stress and the strife

the cocaine rockin' and the hood rats jockin'

the late night knockin' the drive way blockin'

late at night I fantasize bout rappin

but I gotta sell dope till it happen

for how long

hey who is that who is that man?

see you all fuckin up

I got these looks

yo man little rich kids comin over here

thats what I'm saying now

you know the gonna snitch

they cant even lie to there parents

what the fuck you think they gonna do when the police presure em?

get to crying and shit..afroman sold it to me mommy

he stays over there

how long can I sell

the sheriff departments right down the block

before I have to got to jail

pass my beer so iI can swallow this rock

can I possibley get real

pass the tabs turnakit and syringes

before somebody go and snitch

before the DEA kick the door of the hinges

I'm so paranoid

now god lay me down to sleep

before the cops rape

please give me a beat

If they accidently kill me

and I dont escape

pray some white person

gotta video tape

twinkle twinkle little little star (echo)

that looks like a police car (echo)

shining on my dope spot (echo)

a police raid (echo)

I hope not (echo)

little little homie hold my gun (echo)

im gonna fuckin run (echo)

where I run, I dont care

throw that dope, anywhere (echo)

cops chase me, through the hood

straight in to the woods camera

fly like leapords

i hear, german sheapards

freeze, hold It right there

drug dealers, nightmare

busted crack, criminal court

no black support

handcuffs very tight, baptist jury all white

they could never, be my peers, sentence me twenty years

this rap so damn real, Im glad I gotta record deal

If I don't sell a mill

this could could happen still

what a predicament

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