Artist: Earthgang f/ Hollywood JB Album: Shallow Graves For Toys Song: Sweet Haste Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Johnny Venus] Gave a fuck, they told me where to store it Bitches be drop, they gorgeous booties stick out like horses A creepy notion, notice the flow is scorchin' Lower the blindin' spark to eliminate these voices Can't tell if its heaven or hell, better than sleepin' in cells Brushin' your teeth with a stick is leavin' the smell I smile, puff the blunt, leave a thirsty chick in a well You'll lose yo' hair runnin' through the brush chasin' these tails no love I'm cold like my toes growin' up po' Compare us to ghosts 'cause niggas don't be livin' no mo' A million images but no vision they shrinkin' the scope And ain't nobody preachin' my nigga we here for the dough So muhfuck a critic, they just don't know These niggas ain't got no face So now they screamin' man get back in the boat And I be lurkin' fo' a yam through the streets for a quote Pack my bow like I'm headed on vacation meditatin' A small conciliation, my niggas ain't got no patience So they sit irate, impatience I hope you there that faithful day my heartbeat gets complacent My people build a barge and push me off into the lake and wish me bon voyage My shrink be tellin' me I should not think like this at all And then I told him spring got it's confidence from fall Feelin' like we [?] got me conquering 'em all Paranoid report cards ARs that don't [?] Packed you brothers packs [?] feed the cause Easier wrapped stack then filled up with the gauze Pretty she 'bout the L well fill up with Nas And maybe I'll let her put her pretty feet on my loins [Hollywood JB] I asked my nigga what he thought was heaven He said a place where he could crash the six And probably end up with the seventh Where he ain't got to keep a clip inside the Mac 11 And he could hit it raw and won't expect a call like Yo I'm pregnant, I guess he feel that's sorta like a death wish A child unexpected, won't have him spendin' money on onesies Instead of throwin' ones on that thick chick named Alexis Then hop in that new Lexus, do 100 on expresses How many ways can I express this Life is shorter than a broke nigga's necklace And that car you travel in you only get one of So make sure you don't wreck it 'Cause every tick tock could be yo' last second So sync yo' wristwatch if you happen to get the message Sometimes you gotta look in the mirror to answer questions Sometimes you gotta go against fear to reach yo' destiny 'Cause anything worth havin' probably ain't free And if it ain't worth havin' it probably ain't me Quality over quantity, learned that from a OG Lightin' tree a quarter to 3 in a Chevy Caprice That was back in high school tryna bag this cold piece And the game ain't changed the stacks just increase And now my old worries is now my new laughs And I'm still tryna turn this old dolla to some new cash They give me a reason to celebrate 'cause these niggas is so shady And the hoes is hella fake, type of shit that keep me up at night What can I do my nigga this is life And so I write [Doctur Dot and God] I looked her in her eyes, promised her paradise She probably thought I was lyin' and that's why she left me So now I'm in the land of milk and honey by myself Feeing stupid, stupid as suspenders with a belt Dependin' on all my sin to make my virtue cool Like close your eyes God I know you wouldn't approve Felt the breeze when he replied like Damn c'mon dude you know you better than the moves that you put yourself through I made you brilliant, I made you talented and handsome And you got the fuckin' nerve to destroy what I built? Nigga you sick? Is that why you popped all them pills? You know yo' momma shed tears for the way that you live At this point in my life, my pride was kinda outta hand So I hit the brakes parked the whip and hopped the fuck out Snatched God out the passenger like what you talkin' 'bout He punched me in the mouth the blood is what you hearin' now The club just lettin' out with all type of gorgeous women Goin' home with slimy niggas that'll make his mother proud And make her father scowl, he wasted his time raisin' a dime For nickel dick to get all in yo' mouth But its cool we ain't judging, we ain't' jury, we ain't bailiff But still it ain't no changin' what we witness doe And nothin' last forever 'cept the guarantee that nothin' will Still I bet you niggas don't forget it though It's funny, how niggas say its funny when they realize some shit that don't really have no humor at all And its none of my business what you do with yo' thoughts But, if I cross yo' mind while you talkin' to God Tell him my brain's fucked up and I'm tired Tell him that I seen it all and tell him that I'm blind Tell him that the people called, they wanna get behind Some honesty and wisdom and he told me that it's time I made you the oldest, so you could be Moses and make the 3rd Testament the next time you smokin' I made you the oldest, so you could keep growin' and make the 3rd Testament the next time you smokin'