Текст песни BACK IN LONG BEACH - Cxrpse , Bruhmanegod , Lil Darkie
Uh,
uh,
uh,
uh,
uh
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach,
sittin'
in
the
crib
Everybody
down
bad,
never
own
shit
A
nigga
wanna
leave
but
nobody
got
a
whip
Spent
the
summertime
sad,
it
was
hotter
than
a
bitch
Bitch
tryna
fuck,
tobacco
on
the
walls
Never
thought
I'd
make
it
out,
I
put
my
back
against
the
wall
All
my
opps
a
bunch
of
bitches,
I
know
they
wan'
see
me
fall
I'm
livin'
happy
at
the
end
of
it
all
I've
been
up
all
night,
ain't
take
a
shower
in
days
I'm
runnin'
low
on
dope,
if
it's
a
problem
we
fade
Crib
dirty
as
a
bitch,
still
I'm
gettin'
paid
Livin'
life
with
my
niggas
for
the
end
of
my
days
(Uh)
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach,
sittin'
in
the
crib
Everybody
down
bad,
never
own
shit
A
nigga
wanna
leave
but
nobody
got
a
whip
Spent
the
summertime
sad,
it
was
hotter
than
a
bitch
Lowkey
under
the
pressure
You
couldn't
get
through
to
him,
not
with
hundreds
of
lectures
Live
my
life,
finding
ways
to
remove
all
the
stressors
Saw
everyone
dyin'
off,
guess
it's
all
for
the
better
Dead
men
walk
on
Hope
the
rest
all
find
their
ways
Trap
yourself
behind
a
lock
You
pissed
away,
you
pissed
'em
off
Took
your
only
handful
and
now
you
threw
it
out
Stupid,
stupid
child,
nothing
you
can
do
about
it
What
you
looking
sad
for?
You
got
what
you
asked
for
Shoot
and
hit
the
backboard,
go
get
your
own
bag,
whore
And
that's
for
anybody
wastin'
their
time
talkin'
down
Actin'
really
tough
and
now
Boy
up
in
Dorado,
you
the
softest
cloud
Tryna
be
the
talk
of
town
He
lackin'
now
but
walk
him
out
The
action
is
to
stop
the
sound
I've
been
waitin'
for
you
I've
been
waitin'
for
you
(For
you,
for
you,
for
you)
Uh,
uh,
uh,
uh
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach,
sittin'
in
the
crib
Everybody
down
bad,
never
own
shit
A
nigga
wanna
leave
but
nobody
got
a
whip
Spent
the
summertime
sad,
it
was
hotter
than
a
bitch
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach
rentin'
an
apartment
Tryna
buy
some
Grabba
but
my
niggas
getting
carded
Told
a
nigga
at
the
smoke
shop
that
he
acting
retarded
I
could
walk
to
the
opp
crib
if
I
wanted
But
I
probably
won't
You
grow
slower
when
you
made
out
of
stone,
I
guess
Niggas
switched
and
now
they
sleep
on
my
floor
The
cold
shoulder,
oh,
pick
up
the
phone
I
just
wanna,
wanna,
wanna
talk
Wanna
talk
to
you
What
are
you
afraid
of,
pussy?
I
fuck
those
I've
been
in
the
alley
drinkin'
with
cut
throat
Fuck
you
talkin'
'bout,
you
hypocrite
nutso
Suck
my
fuckin'
skin
off
my
dick
and
my
balls
If
it
fit
in
her
walls,
then
it
brick
Tuck
yo'
fuckin'
prick
in
your
pants
And
go
make
up
a
dance
that
could
get
you
some
clicks,
nigga
You
could
be
big
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach,
sittin'
in
The
crib
with
no
air
condition
It's
some
bad
conditions
And
I
got
just
what
I
wanted
out
Moved
into
a
crib
right
when
I
wanted
out
I
remember
back
in
Long
Beach,
sittin'
in
the
crib
Everybody
down
bad,
never
own
shit
A
nigga
wanna
leave
but
nobody
got
a
car
Everybody
pussy
while
they
hatin'
from
afar
Yeah,
throwin'
up
a
hundred
times
A
hundred
for
a
hundred
more,
two-hundred
forties
Probably
about
two-hundred
forty
get
me
horny
She
want
like
two-hundred
forty
dollars
worth
of
bottles
she
could
swallow
I
said,
"Bitch,
you
look
like
Frida
Kahlo"
ugh
Shoutout
Frida
Kahlo
though,
geronimo
and
Dominos
free
delivery
I
made
lots
of
homies
that
can
know
me
one
minute
and
change
who
they
appear
to
be
Shape
shift
and
left
me,
left
me
like
Blake
Griffin
Rape
Riffin,
fake
grippin',
BAPE
shipment
Lame
niggas
came
with
us,
ain't
leave
with
'em
Goin'
under
when
the
seas
hit
'em
And
weighin'
heavy
on
a
hard
heart
Darkie
likin'
how
the
tree
get
'em
Sniffin'
weed
out
like
an
aardvark
I
don't
really
wanna
be
settin'
an
example
for
the
way
that
y'all
are
'Cause
I
live
percussion,
I
can
be
rhythm
But
it's
jammin'
with
'em
that's
the
hard
part
What
the
fuck
were
you
just
saying?
That
didn't
even
make
any
fuckin'
sense
Ay,
suck
my
fuckin'
dick
1 SWAMP
2 HANGING MYSELF WITH MY PHONE CHARGER
3 THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
4 i can see clearly
5 tale of yehoshua (interlude)
6 ROBOT
7 BACK IN LONG BEACH
8 HOW TO ROB A BANK
9 COMFORT IN DISCOMFORT
10 INCREDIBLE INSURRECTION
11 SOUND OF GRINDING A POLITICIAN'S SKULL INTO A FINE POWDER
12 BAR FIGHT MUSIC
13 DISINTEGRATE
14 LA LA UNDERBELLY
15 FRIED EGG
16 P.I.G.G.Y.
17 NOISESINSIDEMYHEAD
18 ballad of ganesha (interlude)
19 i don't know
20 baby me
21 DARKIE CAN RAP
22 the credits
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