Текст песни True Story - Seventeen

Yuh, yeah

It's killer California, eh
You better know to slay, only force to pay
More court dates 'til I cross the bridges
Live in the fast lane, better cross the races
Red carpet treatment (finally park it even)
Light another cigar (spark up the evening)
It's the one man army (risen through
Now sway with the way of the world like a palm tree

Right to left, more death to death
Met her, more than a dude (more Hugh than Heff)
It's too complex to contact me
More trouble than it's worth to truth me
Sippin' bubbly in the club, they love me
It's the young Al Bundy, I'm money hungry
The way I live life drives me crazy
Got no time to hang like Saddam Hussein

Grab the noose, he's my best attribute
Here to grab the loot and hop back in the crew
I'm drivin' up the wrong avenue
Barkin' up the wrong tree, what have you?
I'm tattoo'd and too full of bad news (guess who?)
It's the wanted I saved, that's who
Then I talk the talk and walk the walk
I'm the bosses boss, I get it on a cost

Split it and flip it like somersault
Then I bring your whole thing to a screeching hault
Never sold my soul like so many y'all know
When the goin' gets tough so my God step up
Though we come and talk it like Massimo
I lock and load, unlock and unload
After the gunshow it's the Rodio
Like yippee ki-yay (yay) yippee yay-yo (yo)

You should take notes, take no risks
And what's it make you if you hate on this?
You like the same old, same old radio shit
Time to give radio a crazy ol' face lift
Coverin' all my bases (repayin' in anguish)
On the dangerous (before I got famous)
Knew was cock and aim was ('fore I knew Dre was)
Learned how to make cake ('fore I knew what wake was)

Hip Hop die with the phone, I said it
I believe the tied was big, and now seven
Now I'm two chrome in a two-tone Lexus
Champin' an OG (with a bake for breakfast)
Here's a tone, make Benjamins (been in senses)
Act dumb and reckless (young and restless)
This is the year of the seven, nothin' to mess with
When I make my entrance you better head for an exit

Man call the paramedics (and homocide detective)
First 48 goin' down any second
Call the forensic investigation
And I already told you (man I'm nothin' to play with)
Are you on Microsoft? Writer's block
Freestylin' in my head when the mics are off
Man if you could read minds you'd be twice as shocked
'Cause the thoughts burnin' inside are twice as hot

Take it back like microdots (taste the nuts)
When pills got poppin' (some somethin' that's in this pot)
Who declare "Raise" change their lane
Hit the mat points (to where the D.J's playin')
Seein' people snort yay and Special K
Seein' people snort E, even sniffin' H
Seein' people OD, well now we shit faced
There's so much acid, I'm legally insane

I'm seein' crackheads (crackheads for crack)
Man I've been so broke (thought I'd never bounce back)
I've been arrested and re-arrested
Moved out of residence and reconnected
So be so epic (took a deck)
No peace to profit (and afterdeath)
Got love for the Northend, love for the Westside
Love for East Highlands (got love for the whole isle)

We still family so get at me
Ain't shit change (still the same Seventeen)
Got lost between friends, tops, and loose ends
Cut my losses just so I could win
Go ahead and hate me, be my guest
Don't you know enemies bring out the best?
Murder MC's with a bong in my face
Gotta stay number one (like talk from Las Vegas)

You're on the right page so send me a message
Until then I'll be friend requestin'
Post a comment and pass the word around
Best way to promote is by word of mouth
My force is runnin' out, startin' to dry up
All these bars, looks like my time's up
This American idol (line 'em up)
Watch me shoot down like Simon (what?)