"Silhouettes" lyrics

Yo. Blowin' on a sack of flight, buildin' up my appetite
See my homies eatin' and I be like "Can I have a bite?"
Last night I had a fight, after that I grabbed the mic
When the club closed I went home on my granny's bike
People was laughin' like "Look he just ran the light"
I just kept pedalin' I didn't get mad or gipe
Sell that rock and the pipe, G 'til my afterlife
Let me get on stage, bet I say the things that ya like
Higher than a dragonfly, I'm a make math or die
Been a pimp since that group that I was in with Gladys Knight
Mostly I be packin' 9s, have you pushin' dandelions
Come short with my cash you be dancin' like it's Hammer Time
Yeah I'm lost and I'm blind, still I'm gon' handle mine
Have your homey leakin' 'cause he bumpin' more than camel spines
In the hood I vandalize, land of fiends and baggy eyes
Where you can make a killin' and don't even have to advertise

Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike
Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once and you will try it twice
What the fuck else am I to do? I wanna be rich and buy a zoo
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you

Can't switch Never Change nothin' for the radio
You don't have to play me hoe, I'm a still make my dough
I been sellin' albums since '92 and '93
They would either call me for a tape or a quoter key
For the dream, for the team, can't nobody hang with Los
Battle me, I'm like "Man, at least try to make it close"
M.C. Tortura-rap game Sorcerer
Ya'll remember when I did it on that song "Warriors"
That was maybe '95 with the Most-Hated group
All my enemies heard my voice and it made 'em puke
Ever since I hit the street, I been on a hittin' streak
Straight from the gutter. Would you like to take a little peek?
Simple T and dicky shorts, on the cut with cold quarts
No time to go home, cook it with a blow torch
Old men on the porch watchin' boys come and go
Life is a prison risk in the midst of runnin' slow

Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike
Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once and you will try it twice
What the fuck else am I to do? I wanna be rich and buy a zoo
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you

Hustle slow or hustle fast, cages for who love the cash
Others in a buried hole, no one really understands
Trouble lands where it may, death is never choosy
If I try to ask 'why' this shit'll just confuse me
Don't lose me, just hold tight, I know is gettin' deep again
Call me when you need dope nigga I don't need a friend
I been on a hustle since I started cuttin' people yards
Then I started noticin' the rims on these people cars
Hope that they sleepin' hard when I come back tonight
Next thing you know I'm stoppin' hard at a traffic light
Jammin' Ike, radio was programmed to oldies
Waitin' on the green light so that I can go please
A/C with cold breeze, blowin' on a Optimo
I could reach the pedal better if I had a longer toe
Stop at the Stop'N'Go, I ain't got no gas money
So I pump the gas first and holler, "Pay your back buddy!"

Silhouettes, crick pipes at night, then you see the jumbo lighter strike
Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once and you will try it twice
What the fuck else am I to do? I wanna be rich and buy a zoo
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you
Maybe just a candy 5 or 2 and tell my daughter I would die for you