Brownside - So Ruff Lyrics
A deadly image of my life fading awayI relax to kick it, thinkin about my gangster waysIn my head I can see my homies, and some *****es also that know meFrom the block, you know we're at the spotWith everyday they slang weed and rockGot my gun cuz there's still more to comeJust to make sure my enemies get someThinkin like a mad ass on a crazy tripI stop to think, really ain't shit***** it, cuz it's all in the pastIf only I knew, I wouldn't even lastI miss all the crazy times I hadTalkin gang of shit, goin headin with my dadFor some problem we couldn't resolvePlus in my pocket a puete that revolveBut not for him, my mind was full of other sinsTook his ride with my slim-jimThose were the days to the beginning of a mazeI even remember the first time that I blazed[Chorus]So rough, so toughRollin through my citySo rough, so toughBangin in my cityI sit back and reminice of the good old daysHittin parties, gettin high were my crazy ass waysHanging out with my homies til late at nightOn my block sellin dope til the break of light49th Street was were the spot was atRight in front of my primo's pad is were I satLiving life in the fast laneBut at the same time it was all a gameDriven all hard then I hit YASimon, strolling in my blues in the County LAHolding my own as a young ass foolBut thinking at the time everything was coolGang-bangin pelones, tagged-out cavronesI hung around with nothing but crazy ass matonesThat's the life I live and only thing I knowThree strikes what the hell, that's how my story goes[Chorus]So much shit I overlookedJust like that my pinje life was tookI don't give a ***** I'm a MexicanNow I'm here just rememberinBelieve me, it's all the same routineSee, who's the next fool to come and be meThe moon ain't cheese, you'll be beggin on your kneesStill think you crazy? ***** with theseTroops who lace fools and pay dues dailyAll the petho on the streets made me wanna creep, puttin enemigas to sleepTu conchos carros Que pasa Dee?Yea ese I remember all thatNot giving a ***** and daily carryin a strapBack though, to what I wanted you to knowI got caught up in the gang, no goin back loco[Chorus x2]
