My brother made a vow on a morphine drip
That he would shave his head if he lived through this
So hey Death (hey Death)
You gave it your best
But my blood's too hard
We won't go out like this
Screaming "Fuck the world, Biggie Smalls, and God"
Crushing lines of dope out in the parking lot
You think you know (you know)
But you don't know shit
You didn't come up the way we did
I remember all us kids were looking real nice
Watching Ma cry while we sat outside
Right before my cousin Clay's sentencing
For seven long years I never sent him no mail
But we kicked it one day out in that hot prison yard
Chain smoking Reds while my Ma talked
I don't know why (know why)
But we bet a six pack
On the Saints making the playoffs or some shit like that
It's been many years since that day (been many years since that day)
(Been many years since that day)
I'm still screaming "Who dat and fuck a pig!"
I was driving through the desert in the Highway Junky
Had the radio loud and my twins kids
Screaming along in the back to some Palsa shit, no mamis guey
I had my girl up front with a smile on her lips
Cutting limes into corners so them shits fit
Into an ice cold bottle of premium Mexican beer
It's been many years since that day (been many years since that day)
(Been many years since that day)
I'm still screaming "Who dat and fuck a pig!"
I saw a vision of my future at the end of a wild drug binge
(Woah oh woah oh)
And when I'm feeling low down, sometimes I think about it again
(Woah oh woah oh)
I saw a vision of my future at the end of a wild drug binge
(Woah oh woah on)
And when I'm feeling low down, sometimes I think about it again
(Woah oh woah oh)
And again and again (woah oh)
And again and again and again (woah oh)
And again and again and again (woah oh)
And again and again and again (woah oh)
And again and again