This Shit Pound by E-40
[VERSE 1: E-40]
When I entered the world and took my first breath of
air
The doctor gave me a blunt and a 40 ounce of beer
Sat me in the chair, told me to prepare for the worst
He said, "Life can be good and life can stink like a
berth"
There's gon' be a lot of back-stabbin and betrayal
So always pack a hammer and some nails
As I got older I hung around older folk
That's why I'm so dope and spit the game I quote
I used to practice lookin hard but now I practice bein
silent
I keep [?], can't let 'em catch me out of pocket
Haters'd love to sneak me and try to remove me from
Earth
But if I find out who's schemin, they gon' get hauled
off in a hearse
I'd rather be judged by twelve than to be carried by
six
I said it befo' and I meant it
This thing wringin, it's rotten, it's beatin they ass
like a belt
If you ain't slappin' E-40, you need to slap yourself
[CHORUS: Stresmatic (2x)]
My partner from the V, my nigga from the Town
Roll that shit up, nigga, pass it around
All in the game like we pitchin off the mound
Four in the box and you know that shit pound
[VERSE 2: Too $hort]
If you don't like it you're a sucker
You dont' bump this, you a stupid motherfucker
All these years makin all these songs
You never heard 'em? What planet you been on?
The old ladies and the lil' kids
Love 40 and Short, we so real with this
You think about the game and what we sayin
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