[Verse 1: Quiet Noize]
Born with three strikes: young, black male
By the age of 25: either dead or in jail
Yea
Oh sh** creep like a Motherf**ing puddle
Plus I can't squeel, I just can't win
And I ain't gat no trade
With a high school diploma, making minimum wage
Plus now I gat a mouth to feed
So let me slow it down, from moving how I speed
Now what a n***a suppose to do
Bad habits hard to shake, they stick with you like glue
Like glue
You know the odds are against me
I tell them maybe get Monica Lewinsky
Yea
[Hook: Quiet Noize]
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
[Verse 2: P90 Smooth]
Uhm
Rest in peace Aunt Susan
I'm drunk driving, still cruising
Thinking 'bout Snab and thinking 'bout Black
And how the notch just came and got Daddy Mack
Men I'm sitting back thinking about Kamihr, Amina
No smile here
n***as wild here
n***as on the run
Men my little Son, he's six years young
He said he don't wanna bite, he wanna a gun
I know it's f**ed up, but that's the way it is
And when you're OBH, that's the way you live
You be a dope boy or be a broke boy
Damn, why the f** did Hib go
My n***a Gahib gone
Damn, my n***a TonE Black gone too
We can fight or shoot, what the f** you wanna do?
[Hook: Quiet Noize]
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane
I try to drink away the pain
Self medicate with hard liquor, Mary Jane