Walk outside grab out a tobacco lined cigarette, and light it up,
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Their buzz internet and mines in her net
Caught you smokin' my last cigarette,
Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes
'cause late in the night she'll be stoning my windows
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
Like the kind you find on cigarette packs
So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking
He sits up late and night when everybody else is snoring
No, just put us on death row
Eating late at night, with my bro
Those late night tv shows
Guess i’m different than most
So the homie wale can leave the hook right
So i stay up late, and write at night.
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