It's like a movie, the kind you see where kids come of age/ I'm sittin in my living room wishin somethin'd change/ Then my phone rang-rang, I picked it up to talk shit/ Finished my conversation and walked out my apartment/ I got a lot on my mind nowadays/ So the times of blunts and bullshittin seems so far away/ It's just another stage of life/ Grindin to have everybody know my name, say it right/ "Exodust" with a "T", pronounced head honcho/ Cut a coochie faster than playa poncho/ To be before me you gotta be on that Sega console/ Tip, Genesis, this Exodust, ya'll know/ The Dirty Villain set against the Lone Ranger and Tonto/ They got it twisted and tried to blitz me with a bar of soap/ Still tryin to figure out how to pay my car note/ And not end up as just another John Doe, it's a far hope/
Sippin on some Skyy and Sprite, sittin sideways/ Gettin really really twisted, never hittin highways/ Unless I'm ridin parce, that's right-hand man, or Ms. Daisy/ When I start to think about life gets crazy/ I'm experiencing new things more and more/ Mixer nights, singin rap songs wit foreigners/ Watchin classic cinema/ Tryin to find a modern-day Audrey Hepburn and readin recommended literature/ I used to want to be Edgar Allan Poe/ And T.S. Eliot wrote my favorite poem/ In 1994, the year after the blizzard hit/ I got told I had character even though I was just a little kid/ Smokin weed in a D.A.R.E. shirt/ Bumpin Guns N' Roses in N.E.R.D. shirt/ A young adolescent male, without cash/ Who really looks up to OutKast, now that's (Fresh)/
(Chillin' like a villain)
ReplyDeleteIt's like a movie, the kind you see where kids come of age/
I'm sittin in my living room wishin somethin'd change/
Then my phone rang-rang, I picked it up to talk shit/
Finished my conversation and walked out my apartment/
I got a lot on my mind nowadays/
So the times of blunts and bullshittin seems so far away/
It's just another stage of life/
Grindin to have everybody know my name, say it right/
"Exodust" with a "T", pronounced head honcho/
Cut a coochie faster than playa poncho/
To be before me you gotta be on that Sega console/
Tip, Genesis, this Exodust, ya'll know/
The Dirty Villain set against the Lone Ranger and Tonto/
They got it twisted and tried to blitz me with a bar of soap/
Still tryin to figure out how to pay my car note/
And not end up as just another John Doe, it's a far hope/
Sippin on some Skyy and Sprite, sittin sideways/
Gettin really really twisted, never hittin highways/
Unless I'm ridin parce, that's right-hand man, or Ms. Daisy/
When I start to think about life gets crazy/
I'm experiencing new things more and more/
Mixer nights, singin rap songs wit foreigners/
Watchin classic cinema/
Tryin to find a modern-day Audrey Hepburn and readin recommended literature/
I used to want to be Edgar Allan Poe/
And T.S. Eliot wrote my favorite poem/
In 1994, the year after the blizzard hit/
I got told I had character even though I was just a little kid/
Smokin weed in a D.A.R.E. shirt/
Bumpin Guns N' Roses in N.E.R.D. shirt/
A young adolescent male, without cash/
Who really looks up to OutKast, now that's (Fresh)/