Artist: Foul Mouth Jerk Album: Streetlight Music Song: Played Out Typed by: dopeonplastic@hotmail.com I'm the product of a by-gone age back when the fashion was high-top fades the motif was cocaine, rope chains and gold teeth 808 dope beats, kick a box - no seat 5-star rims, jet black tints windbreaker suits, windmills, backspins Carharts, Timberlands, and Motorola pagers Starter jackets: either Georgetown or Oakland Raiders Lunchroom freestyle battles, high-schoolers fadin' off of OE or Crooked-I coolers Mexican bags and mescaline tabs Brand Nube's at the Muse so we catchin' the PATH Back when underground radio kept North Jersey bumpin' Teddy Ted and Special K, Kevin, Keith and Dirty Dozen Who could be on BLS who's king of the mixtapes? Red Alert on KISS-FM cuttin' like a switchblade Take a look around, Great Adventures of Slick Rick Funky Technician, Strictly Business I would say that things ain't the way they used to be but fuck that - them days are gone now and ain't never gonna come back I ain't got no jewels or ice, I'm played out I spit 'cause I'm nice on the mic, I'm played out I didn't blow up overnight, I'm played out (**scratched**) My life is played out like a Jheri Curl... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) I've been doin' it since back in the days, I'm played out I'm not up on the latest craze, I'm played out I'm still strugglin' to get paid, that's played out (**scratched** )My life is played out like a Jheri Curl... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) Yo, It's a known fact Foul Mouth Jerk's a throwback Still stuck on that old rap, the pro-black now somebody give my broke-ass a soul clap Still walk with my hand on my jewels, holdin' my Bozack Only smoke Sess, Cheeba, or Buddha-bless cause I'm def dumb, hype, chilly and super-fresh kickin' the ballistics, drop science, and flow the funky shit I don't holla at bitches, man, I kick it to the honey-dips with the lovliest, girl you know my flavor fuck a cell phone, hit me on my Skypager so I can hit the skinz, I got somethin for ya kittycat latex for safe sex, pocket full of Jimmy hats Smokin' on the nicklesack In my fishin hat, if it's not my shearling I probably rock a Triplefat I can tell you on my tip, 'cause you know what time it is I'm clockin' crazy dollars, so I push the flyest whips.. Naaaaaahhhhh Ya'll suckas can't fade my Cross Colours so step off before I catch wreck and cause ruckus I'm jettin', I'm proofin', I'm ghost, I'm Swayze I'm peace an' I'm Audi 5000, Baby! Got gold and platimum plaques, I'm played out I'm lucky just to be on wax, I'm played out When I rock, man, I stick to the facts, that's played out (**scratched**) My life is played out like a Jheri Curl... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) Don't got a single that's hot in the club, played out I ain't a damn pimp or a thug, played out I'm just glad not to be locked up, that's played out (**scratched**) My life is played out like a Jheri Curl... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) Still got the boombox that only plays cassettes Still bumpin PRT, Kris, Kane, Finesse Chub Rock, King Sun in my tape deck still watch New Jersey Drive on VHS still got that ol' gold in the chokehold still rock a b-boy stance in photos still playin' Tyson Punchout and Tecmo Bowl Ain't got no Sean John, Phat Farm or Esco clothes Got my Champion hoodie, still wear Girbauds Rock a Ewing hi-tops, got two pairs of those Still rock 'em untied with two dumb fat laces Still hit 48 bars, no hooks or catch-phrases Real kool kats still dance when I rap cause I go back to the wall, it's wack to do that so fuck anyone who says that I'm past my prime 'cause I get better with age like a glass of wine, but still I'd be rich if I had a dime for everytime, I wished I could go back in time with my fattest rhymes and make the platnium mine but I still probably wouldn't be satisfied I'M PLAYED OUT! I'm literally played out (**scratched**) My life is played out... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) (**scratched**) My life is played out like a Jheri Curl... (B.I.G - from Ready to Die) Damn right you're played out! You better put some fuckin' spinners on that song or somethin; Jesus Christ dude! Why don't you take your broke ass back to '93 and do a St. Ides commercial or some shit...? Played out motherfucker