Killer Mike - Scared Straight Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist(Killer Mike talking on the phone)Aight... so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga is up in jail...Servin' a 40 to life sentence...For dope that wasn't even hisJust sit back and listen, I'll tell youIt's a hilarious day boooyyy, and it's a wild, wild chain of eventsthat get yo ass in hea...[Chorus] (Killer Mike talking)Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more(I got a *****in' funny story to tell you)They pushed me down and locked me upPut my face on the floor(You rem'ber me and big Paul and my whole crew nigga?)They took my money and my credit cardNow I'm poor(Government snitches are amazin...)Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more(Just listen, only take about 3 minutes, just listen)[Verse 1]After high school, I gained lots of weightAnd I ain't talkin' bout calories put on by steakThe recipe I'm cookin' may send me upstateUse bakin' soda, cook the pie, collect cakeNow Pillsbury, these niggaz kick down doorsFind out what mills buryShit's very intense and criti-calAnd when we drew pistols shit got piti-fulThe first lick was bullshit, a half a brickWe robbed the middle man and a bum *****, the dumb *****But between me and him and that hoeWe walked away with 18 and a bigger scoreSome nigga named Salvatore from El SalvadorGot silver teeth and a scar on his jawYoung Antonio Montana, held up mansion north AtlantaWe hit'em hard as doors hammer, yea![Chorus] (Killer Mike talking)Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more(Okay, I know whachu thinkin', it's on righ, we on righ, we on)They pushed me down and locked me upPut my face on the floor(Hold up, hold up, hold up, be patient, be patient, listen to the restlisten, listen)They took my money and my credit cardNow I'm poor(Man I feel like a ***** just tellin' you this man)Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more(Tell the kid to give me the card, check it outhere's where it gets interestin, follow this shit)[Verse 3]??? the spot had more birds than a pet shopMore gunz than a Vietnam vet, we was setLoaded up the work and let's jetMy nigga big Paul loaded up the U-HaulA thousand pounds uncut rawHold on, whus that I saw in the distance?Did he have a crew offerin assistance?Paul said it's prolly nuthin', a small animal or somethin'My nerves got to jumpin', I swear I heard somethin'I pointed the 4-5th in the wind and started thumpin'The blue lights is comin', my crew is runnin'Cops is everywhere, they keep comin'All of us sick, and all of us caught, holdin our dickWe robbed the niggaz, same day the *****in FEDs hitWe robbed the niggaz, same day the *****in FEDs hitMe and Salvatore *****ed up in the mixThat middle man and dumb *****Them niggaz snitched, GOD DAMN![Chorus] (Killer Mike talking)Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more(So young man, that's why the ***** I'm sittin here wearin these pants ???)They pushed me down and locked me upPut my face on the floor(I hear Salvatore got ??? or some shit)They took my money and my credit cardNow I'm poor(The bum ***** that snitched, tss... who knows?)Mama I don't wanna sell, crack no more(Man I shoulda *****in stayed in job corpstayed my *****in ass in job corp, doin dumbass shitnow I'm *****in round witchall stupid ass niggaz tooain't no niggaz in jail but dumb niggazniggaz ???***** that, I was stupid, I'm in jailand most the niggaz in hea with me stupid too...[laughs and hangs up the phone])
