Artist: Assholes By Nature Album: It Is What It Is Song: Picture Me Typed by: southsidebaulla@yahoo.com [Talking - Trae] Yeah can you see us? I think we bout to have some haters throwin up around here mayne we got e'm sick (Chorus - Z-Ro) Picture me rollin, Picture me rollin(mmm hmm) Picture me rollin, Picture me rollin(mmm hmm) (Yeah It's Joseph and Frazier we came to faze ya) [Verse 1 - Z-Ro] Can you see me? not even if my life was on the T.V. you cowards are too near sighted to read me instead of liftin wieghts, I lift forty - fives, and thirty - eights, and K's when beefin'I don't see my residents for days you know the one with them automatic gates, and them pitbulls in the back twenty two thousand square foot it's far from a shack so many candy coated cars in my yard, it's like a car lot we ballin out of control, y'all keep missin free throws ten thousand a show, that's one twenty a month with over one million every 3 - 65, yeah that's whassup I'm a first degree, felony - murder that's what I am you a state jail felony, less then a gram what's the matter y'all actin like y'all mad I'm free? like to see me sufferin is what you glad to see nope I blew the pennitentary gates wide open the grave is callin but I'm not ready to go in, so.... (Chorus - Z-Ro) [Verse 2 - Trae] Can you see me? nigga not even if I was light picture me 7 - 45 when I'm glidin it like a flight windows tinted like the night, to keep haters up outta my sight I'm the truth, definition of somethin you nothin like boss status, sick ass version - Le'Bron James hoppin outta somethin that'll make haters look all strange a whole lot done changed since days of bein broke now I'm so much of a star you gon'have to get you a scope I get money and now that I got it I want it all walk inside Georgio's, tell e'm give me the whole wall swangaz on everything I own, still hood - low key king of the streets, my stripes is of a O.G. I understand that these haters is pissed but tell e'm fuck it, go ahead and add this shit to they list look at me laugh at these motherfuckers, flashin my wrist I dedicate this to the haters I miss, Real Talk - Picture me rollin... (Chorus - Z-Ro) [Verse 3 - Trae] Picture me, I'm in this all black feelin like the president runnin with gorillas who known to run in ya residence black Impala got me lookin like I'm Heaven set twenty inch black head swangaz'll make it evident I gotta couple niggas mad on the sideline I guess cause they ain't get it, they feel I need to hide mine I know they'd prolly rather see me with nothin but tell that hater time is hard and go on and picture me thuggin [Verse 4 - Z-Ro] Picture me rollin on twenty - fo's or better I got no love for these niggaz my only love is for the cheddar tryna stack sucker free in the land of lollipops and if it's about bread - I'm full speed ahead and I ain't tryna stop Asshole By Nature, better bomb on e'm first put this bitch in drive, then put this bitch in reverse put this bitch in drive, my mission is to bury you in the dirt murder employee of the month cause I'm addicted to my word (Chorus Till End) [Z-Ro Talking] Huh, can you see me? can you see my nigga Trae? I don't think so, these niggaz talkin bout they on a whole 'nother motherfuckin page bitch we ain't even in the same book you niggaz in nigga huh Z - Ro Tha Crooked, Trae Tha Truth and incase y'all forgot Asshole By Nature - Real talk Free Dinkie nigga, Free Pharoah nigga Rest In Peace to my nigga Pimp C, Rest In Peace to my nigga Big Moe Rest In Peace to the five star general of the click Big Hawk Rest In Peace to my nigga DJ Screw, nigga we all miss you R.I.P Fat Pat the list goes on and on and on, godamn on and on and on and on man it's fucked up but we gon hold it down though Screwed Up Click all motherfuckin day till the casket drop - we out!