JUMBO the Garbageman - Me lyrics

[Hook] {x4} You, you, me, it's me? Me, me, you, it's you [Verse One] I'm the product of a prayer meeting Doc set aboard Almost Cali origin but pops headed north Find me by the tape deck (boy leave that mic alone) Mouth full of Pop Rocks, but sing like he grown Had me there on Dr. J's, tissue in the toes Homemade go-carts and cape crusader episodes Me and Peek-A-Boo played dozens, bet who could touch the rim Hoop try outs and miss college gym Genius Of Love summers, mo-peds the norm Can jams, getting in for two cans of corn Curl activator in a spray, took Tasha to a matinee Kissed till the Beat Street preview That did it, ask him, [?] first And my world will change in reverse "Ayo Irv right?" "Word" "How you black?" "How you?" "Alberta Park's most hated." "Indeed." "What's the latest?" "You know, handling stress... Travelling far... Travelling west... Soul travelling." "Aight God speed." "Bless." Five deep in Easy D's mom's Datsun Church boy with a Fila sweatsuit in every color Seems like yesterday Man I miss yesterday Yesterday always kept the pain well hidden Now there's money missing VCR gone Stereo sold, family heirlooms pawned Gla** pipe nightmare Denial, not the linage But the family had to face we had a base head in it (Nooooooo) I idolized you You dying a thousand d**hs I can't believe you smoking that mess Love/hate, blame the addict, bro wouldn't do But it's hard to realize me, when I'm running from you [Hook] [Verse Two] Used to sleep in convertibles and ice cream trucks Some summers in Portland, Mr. Stone Face, he looking too serious Well here he is at twelve, cool breeze from Dekum courts and speakin Lord through voices of a celebration Son of a guitar Playa [?] with another woman strung Sum of a nonchalant attitude, my anger beat drums Bubblegum nickle, Now-N-Later, stole cars Stayed away from home Mama slapped domino and bones Late night, crunch games in the park Son around your little sisters don't curse (My world rotates in reverse) "Yo, Jumbo right?" "Word" "How you black?" "How you?" "Alberta Park most hated?" "Indeed." "What's the latest?" "You know, handling beef... Travelling far... Travelling east... Soul travelling." "Aight god speed." "Peace." We claimed Woodlawn first Gangsta boogie traits Freshness at work, let's set the record straight Paid in full blend tapes, no joking '88 Cocoa impressions, double dates Hawaiian shorts in frozen winters Flashing Hurricanes Starters Talks about naming our daughters They ain't nobody could part us Till that blue light party Coward pulled out the .44 strong When he shot you in the back my n***a I felt that Something took you away and I knew you was gone Rest in peace Big Red I live for you in this song I live for you in this song [Hook]