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Artist: Royce Da 5'9" f/ Loren W. Oden, Melanie Rutherford
Album:  Layers
Song:   Dope!
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro]
Hello? (Hey Lincoln)
Hey Porsche, what's up? (Hey baby, what's up)
Naw nothin much, what's up with you?
(Nah nothing, got this broke ass nigga outside)
Oh y'all about to go out, and hang? (I ain't going out for long)
Probably cause he don't be blowin no good, haha
(Naw baby, he ain't like you, he don't be blowin no good)
Ha ha ha, well shit baby I got Hot Pockets in the oven, what you need?
Huh? (I wanna see you later)
Well, my son do got a basketball game later on
but that lil' nigga ain't even startin so (You so crazy)
Yeah I'ma, I can save that gas, I'll be through there

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I've been waitin in this bitch driveway for an hour my nigga, hell no
It's only one way I can fix this problem my nigga, that's sell dope
I ain't come in this bitch to politic or rub elbows
Even my own bitch know I'm mentally unavailable, I'm busy, I sell dope
I'm focused, I'm focused, I'm focused on three things
That's go and buy three chains
that's fuck yo' bitch at my earliest convenience and sell dope
When I'm with her she creepin on you
when I hit it I hit it with my phone on speaker phone
While she moanin I'm still tryna, tryna sell dope
My teacher asked me what I wanna do when I grow up, I told the bitch "Sell dope"
She told me go to the principal's office, I went to go sell dope
I don't care about y'all, what y'all wear, or where y'all been (nah)
All I know is I'm fresh as fuck from head to toe, if you don't like it
you can get the fuck out my car, go over there somewhere and ride Pierre Cardin (you rude)
And when you see that bum make sure you tell him I said "I sell dope" (I said it!)
For all the times I was dead broke
Speakin of dead, when I die I swear I'ma try, I'ma still try to sell dope
Sell dope

[Chorus: Loren W. Oden] + (Melanie Rutherford)
(Hey colored man, colored man, colored man, colored man)
There's no other life out here I know, so I guess I should (sell dope!)
(Hey colored man, colored man, colored man, colored man)
This is the only life for me! So IIIII (sell dope!)
The nights are long and cold (long and cold)
But out here on these streets, you'd swear I had pure gold (pure gold)
In my hands I hold your hope
Nigga cause I (sell dope!)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
This bitch told me I can't get them digits my nigga, my nigga, aw hell no (oh hell naw)
It's only one way I'ma fix this my nigga, that's sell dope
A fan asked me for a picture, I squatted down for a jail pose (what up, what up)
Then I dashed before the flash could finish, I forgot I had to go sell dope
What news you got? If it ain't about sellin dope I can't take it
The doctor gave me five months to live, I told the nigga I can't make it
Tell whoever set my expirin date I had a prior engagement to sell dope
That's why I'm in every discussion, I could sell a whale a bucket, of well water
I could sell Harriot Tubman, a motherfuckin railroad
I'm the flower with the thorn rising out the concrete, y'all just born on Melrose
I stay strapped, I stay strapped like velcro
When I meet new people I introduce myself as "I sell dope"
I just had a job interview, they asked if I ever been to jail befo'
I said yes then I got up and left, like "Fuck this shit, I'ma sell dope"
Cause right now I'm dead broke
Speakin of dead, when I die I swear I'ma try, I'ma still try to sell dope
I'ma, try to sell dope

[Chorus: Loren W. Oden] + (Melanie Rutherford)
(Hey colored man, colored man, colored man, colored man)
There's no other life out here I know, so I just (sell dope!)
(Hey colored man, colored man, colored man, colored man)
This is the only life I KNOWWWWWW!
The nights are long and cold (long and cold)
But out here on these streets, you'd swear I had pure gold (pure gold)
In my hands I hold your hope
Nigga cause I (sell dope!)

[Outro: Melanie Rutherford]
America, God shed His grace on thee
America, America, when will we all be free?

{"I say it every day of my life, God bless America"}