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(Aliens talking)
Welcome to the show and tell convention on Mars Do anybody have something to show or... tell? (Devin The Dude as Zeldar talking) I'm Zeldar, from the planet Beldar Which is eight million judibeeks from Saturn I was on my way home one day when thrown off pattern Landed on earth, no where to go... a hole in my megaboomp (hehehe) Landed in a field with green leafy trees... looked kind of odd to me So... I (sniff)) smoked it (sniff) (Devin The Dude as Zeldar) I took my stellcutter, cut it and smoked it and guess how I felt Very good, I took some for myself Back to my spaceship, I gave some it my family They say, "(Sniff, ahh) what you call this?" weed... (Stuttering) My name is Zeldar I'm from, from planet "Deldar" my name is Zeldar And we shop at WalMart I came back, just to grab me another fat sack of the Green leafy thing I found in the field Yea they call it kill I rolled into the hood I'm greeted, but it wasn't all good I saw mixed people all kinds of colors and they looked at me like I was weird They call me queer I say, "No... My name is Zeldar, I'm from planet Beldar, my leader is Zeldar and we shop at Walmart" (Stuttering... ahhh) I have kids I don't give them none of the green leafy stuff that I found in the field Cause it might do them harm, but I'm old enough So I cough and I puff on the Green leafy stuff I found in the field... yeah I call it kill "What'd you say your name was?" "My name is Zeldar" |
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| 2. |
| 3:02 | 
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| 3. |
| 5:25 |
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| 4. |
| 3:26 |
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| 5. |
| 3:27 |
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(Devin the Dude)
I'm kind of familiar...with this game And man I can feel ya Some try to get by, I get high Well fuck it I stay blowed Got it burnin' not concerned with what they do to they nose I'm just tryin' to keep mine clean And out the air and beware There's big piles of shit all over the ground, see there Got the pivotal moves, camel walk, pop-lock Even hop-scotch around turds until ya top notch Watch out for cop, for what I ain't afraid of the fuzz I ain't got nothin' on me but a buzz Steady tryin' to cop something From family, friends, and niggas I run with All about havin' fun, shit But it's kind of hard to laugh lookin' at a blood bath Hearin' a loud voice sayin' "Man what happened" Hellish whispers turn into a noise When conversations get twisted and the truth gets lost y'all (Chorus) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again (Xzibit) Niggas be so transparent, easy to see through Hit you from the blindside, niggas try to defeat you But the game is far from over In fact it's just the first quarter I feed millions and walk on water All business never personal Listen, I'm irreversible From this life I'm livin' Fuck facin' life in prison Now that's a hard decision Freedom or your respect Hold a gauge to the back of ya neck Reflect hard street principles Damn near invincible Keep it on the rise like an organized criminal This is for the niggas with me movin' in silence California grievance sex, money, and violence Self-made, made to order Tell me blood is thicker than water Takin' turns stickin' dick to ya daughter Just another days work to me Spittin' the truth, the truth gonna set you free Misery loves company (Chorus) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again (Nas) Life is so unpredictable, full of surprises I could just die from natural causes, bullets, or virus Cause latex can break quick just fuckin' some fly bitch And AIDS hit my people hard, not many survive it Want to be married with children blunted, happy with millions Laughin' but lately I'm haunted by some of the saddest feelings That remind me, I could easily end up like Shyne did Writin' supportin' our focus and practice wisely They wanna do me like Tyson, Jordan, Oprah, Jackson, and Cosby Black man attacked on camera, faggot police'll ride free So what does Nas see Don't wanna breathe the same air my enemies breathe Hate when they beside me But I just keep em' close, money over hoes Secrets and codes, lead by example Whenever speakin' on dough Creep but be careful In the streets, see niggas'll dare you, taunt you Go to jail is what they want you to do But concentrate (Chorus) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again.... To set ya up for failure again |
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| 4:45 |
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| 7. |
| 0:51 |
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| 4:49 |
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| 9. |
| 3:50 |
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( Pooh Bear )
Make you cry Cry ( Pooh Bear ) The things that'll make you laugh Can be the same things that make you cry (cry) Those things that'll make you tell the truth Can make you lie, make you lie, lie, lie Can make you cry, cry, cry, cry ( VERSE 1: Devin ) Got my swisha rolled I'm finsta go up here to the liquor sto' To equalize my high And try to see if I could fly I know I can't but still I drink and smoke that kill I'm real, I chill, I fucked a gal Who had to tell mine, guess that was just my luck Sluts, hoes, bitches, tramps, all of the clits get down When it comes to certain purchases they can't go get with stamps But before I got a chance to learn I got caught up The bitch got high, then my name was brought up Fucked my whole game up, told the whole hood Tried to go back to the crib and get pussy - no good I shoulda known it, blowin it like she owned it Now the phone clicks and damn, my gal is gone, shit A hard lesson to learn, now I'm just finna turn This curb and go buy some herb and try to wet my worm With some bitch who don't even know my muthafuckin name It's a shame, shame, shame ( Pooh Bear ) It's a shame when you're left out And you're runnin all over town Am I to blame, am I the only one To pick myself up after fallin down When I try, tryin so hard To keep my feet on solid ground So many people comin into my life with bullshit in my ear Steadily irkin me, won't you stop workin me Why (why) do the seasons change (seasons change) Why (why why) do I feel this way Why do I feel this way ( VERSE 2: Devin ) Get up and get high A sweet to the head, my eyes redder than fire I'm gettin blowed, lettin smoke go right out the screen do' People walkin by, "Hey D, have you seen...?" No I'm by myself and alone And if it's bullshit I gotta listen to, man, gone Don't even like to go but when I show at a club I be lookin for pussy, seldom searchin for love But I fucked up again and I went once mo' Wasn't tryin to find a bitch but stumbled upon a hoe So me and this bitch who didn't even know me Left the curb so she can serve me, wanted to show me A nice quiet private place no one would know I rolled somethin to smoke, she had somethin to blow But then them laws, though, they had us fucked in the game Charged the bitch for prostitution, charged me for the caine It's a shame ( Pooh Bear ) The things that'll make you laugh Can be the same things that make you cry (cry) Those things that'll make you tell the truth Can make you lie, make you lie, lie, lie, lie Can make you cry, cry, cry, cry |
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| 3:36 |
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| 11. |
| 4:32 |
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| 12. |
| 6:25 |
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{*men talking*}
Like most motherfuckas I find it hard to commit Cuz a bitch ain't shit They smart and they slick Get ya heart split Dead in the middle Fuck a break up Another brother cuttin in ya cake, enough to make ya Wanna find a nice spot in the field But from there you go to hell or jail Or both So you just say fuck em Pull out your nuts and tell all them hoes to suck em Cuz one bad peach will spoil the whole bunch She tried to take you to the cleaners cuz you took her to lunch Treat a woman with love and respect All a bitch get is a dick shoved in her neck It's a give and take You live to make Decisions together And be in it for whatever But some heifers don't even know that They treat you like gonads They'll never be ya hoe that If you want me to love ya Cuz it's gonna be tough love If you want me to love ya It's gonna be tough love Tough love If you ain't had enough then I Tough love If you want me to love you It's gonna be tough love If you want me to love you It's gonna be tough love Tough love, I know no other When our business is just that, it shouldn't go no further Things come to pass but nothing go in between It's just us, so why let your friends know everything And if we got a problem we have to solve it Don't need another muthafucka to get involved with Our shit, sniffin our dirty draws Together we objective we correct certain flaws I'm hurtin walls and jaws with this dick of mine You get with any nigga with a smooth pick up line Will only make matters worse And have us fightin with words and sayin stuff that'll hurt It won't help, but only keep us farther apart Puttin out a flame that no other can start Love is like a maze and you might get stuck We can go through it or we can just fuck Cuz if I'm gonna love ya It's gonna be tough love If I'm gonna love you It's gonna be tough love Tough love Tough love If I'm gonna love you It's gonna be tough love If I'm gonna love you It's gonna be tough love {*men talking*} If I'm gonna love ya It's gonna be tough love If I'm gonna love you It's gonna be tough love |
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| 13. |
| 5:58 |
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| 14. |
| 5:08 |
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Barely runnin and rippin, but still I'm flippin on Vogues
Hoes be trippin on Devin, Devin don't be trippin on hoes They be talking bout oh would you look at that nigga With no inspection sticker Drankin liquor Smokin swisha And I go about 47 in a 55 Fuel injected, niggas be honkin but fuck it my shit is fine I've payed for it about 9 times, different mechanics Too much of a job, some say they just couldn't handle it I need some shocks on the back, I need some works on the brakes My passenger side window sometimes it just don't wanna raise I hear bumps and crunks, pings and ticks and things I got a hole in my muffler and other minor things Like my electrical rear view mirror don't move like it 'posed ta Even the objects in that mothafucka need to be closer I'm satisfied with my ride I don't ask much But people talk and they diss, they heckle it loud But (Chorus) I'm rollin Car not stolen Probably never will be it's much to old and Smokin weed and feelin fine In my Lacville 79 I'm rollin Gas runnin low But I try to keep it white and Vogue's like foldin Hopin freaks will get inside of my Lacville 79 I got my toolbox, got my booster cables, and jack I get where I'm goin, two quarts of oil will get me back I got a brand new radiator Rebuilt alternator Detatchable tape player But I gotta fix the fader So I can have some music on the 6-10 loop Maybe fit in with the L-Dogs, sedans, and coupes Need to watch out for them laws cuz you know they gon watch ya With their radar gun, look like they shootin as they clock ya And the whole force know me For years they been scopin They walk up to my car and be like "hello Mr Copeland" "Gimme some of that weed you got" sometimes they don't ask for it They know where I keep it, they reach right under my dashboard And that really blows my high but hell I gotta keep pushin Before I go home with the nut off of my seat cushion I went looking for a trade-in but they called my shit a bucket Got back in that hoe, and cranked it up and said fuck it (Chorus) I got my hudcaps shinin (I'm) in that bitch reclining The engine shakes a little cuz I gotta change the timin And if you see me walkin (I'm) givin it a rest She needs some new shoes, and getting fitted for a dress You know I love my baby hell I call my baby Pearly She got mad at me this morning, woke her up too early Just to go across town over on Chimney Rock Had to pick up a bitch who wanted to give me the cock I got over there real cool and picked her up all good But half way to the hotel smoke start coming up from the hood Me and the bitch had to push and she didn't even get mad at me Figured out the problem made her go steal me a battery Not lavishly Chorus X2 Lacville 79 I'm rollin in my Lacville 79 I'm smoking in my Lacville 79 I'm getting blowed in my Lacville 79 (took 2 hits there) I can't get rid of my Lacville 79 |
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| 3:24 |
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| 5:58 |
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| 17. |
| 6:19 |
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(Chorus)
What you gonna do when the people go home And you wanna smoke weed but the reefer's all gone And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray Why they do me that way What you gonna do when ya friends go home And you wanna take a pill but ya end's all gone Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray Why they do me that way You probably don't have a big ol house on the hill But if you did just imagine how it would feel If your phone got disconnected, no cash, and ya gas cut off And the gal that you had that was helping just stepped the fuck off She took the kid, the dog, and the kitty And everybody know you're at a low they feel pity And what's really fucked up is now you're just normal No more hoes, no more clothes, can't go to the show cuz it's formal And you wonder why why why why why And you resort to gettin high But damn, you can't find ya stash And you never took the time to ask yourself (Chorus) You probably don't have a lot of money But if you did would you find it funny If you lent, and you spent it, and you didn't invest Or put it in the bank so we can gain some interest You just went and copped the biggest car you could find And a couple more just like it so your friends could follow behind Never mind how much it costs, you copped the best weed to smoke And for her a fur coat You got jet skis and boats And next thing you're broke (damn) And the yacht that you got, it won't sail or float You look back and try to catch someone's attention for help You made a right at the light and they made a left and you ask yourself (Chorus) Why they do me that way Yeah Hey hey hey Ain't no more doobies in the tray What you gonna do when the people go home (home home home) Wanna smoke some weed but the reefer's all gone (gone gone gone) What you gonna do when your friends go home And you wanna take a pill but your end's all gone (gone gone gone gone) All gone |
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| 4:39 |
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[man and woman talking on phone]
[Chorus x2: Devin the Dude] There's no double you You might just have to ex, out your problems Tell my why, and pretend you don't see... [Devin] Yep... ya fucked up didn't ya? Ya didn't come home last night and he pinned ya Up against the wall, you shouted "hell nah" You makin a phone call nigga hit you in the jaw You scream, you scratch, you bite, kick and yell But the neighbors think y'all fuckin, hell they can't tell But ya eyes is swelled and ya nose all red And ya jaw fucked up, you wanna go but ya scared (Why the fuck did ya do what ya did when ya done it?) Now all these thoughts, they come back after ya fronted Then ya drown yourself in all the ache and pain Thirsty for the love but tired of drinkin the rain First girl you gotta look at yourself When ya gone it's like yo, there's no you left You can ex it out and begin again though As long as you know... [Chorus x2] [man and woman arguing] [Devin] Yep... ya fucked up didn't ya? You hit her in the mouth and now they tryna lynch ya In the prison bars with the fences and walls You makin a phone call nigga hit you in the jaw Now two of 'em on you, in a three man cell But boss way down there, hell he can't tell But ya eyes is swelled and ya bleedin ya tank And ya jaw fucked up, you wanna leave but ya cain't (Why the fuck did ya do what ya did when ya done it?) Love hurts sometimes, but that's what you wanted Too fake to break but too hard to cry Now you lookin at five, what ya gon' do now? My nigga, would ya look at yourself When ya gone it's like yo, there's no you left You can ex it out and begin again though As long as you know... [Chorus x4] [man and woman arguing] |
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