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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flii Stylz
Performer
Anwar Burton
Rap
Eric Jorge Osborne
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anwar Burton
Songwriter
Eric Jorge Osborne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sir Veterano
Producer
Lyrics
INTRO
Street life we were just babies under the street lights
Mama said life wasn't going to be nice
Well she ain't got to tell me twice
I'mma live my life yelling...
Ahhhhhh dahhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhh, ahh haha ahhhhhh
Yessssssssssss
My check is this thing on.....
VERSE 1
Remember when I used to dance for weekly per diem
Now they only get to see him in the coliseums
They rather bring me flowers to some sort of mausoleum
Boy they're out of order bring me them orchids while I'm here
Lat on the bills hungry hustlers missed a lot of meals
Mommy retired with a stroke she never got to chill
So many leaders that I loved angry shooters killed
That's from Martin Luther King to Jesse Ray Hill
You know the fame and one name but never heard the other
Say if fame is respectable one then add in your brother
Show them you love em it's so many hovering above us
My black and every single other one where we die and nothings done
It was so simple then at least we thought it was
Till we saw the thugs and took all the drugs
Want to play tagged and you got to put your feets in
Say my nursery rhyme to this motherfuckin beat then
CHORUS
Ring around the Rosie pocket full of Dodie
Standing on the corner parking loaded where my Bros be
Guzzling the drink up getting drunk now dump
Ashes ashes we're all high now
Ring around the Rosie pocket full of Dodie
Standing on the corner parking loaded where my Bros be
Guzzling the drink up getting drunk now dump
Ashes ashes we're all high now
VERSE 2
Lost so many young it gapped the generations
And they saw so many run it zapped communication
Same pack of brothers loved each other from the sandbox
Turn OPS pop at one another with God damn Glocks
Remember Mikey's Granny's Cherry icy styrofoam cups
Flipped over eat it from the bottom not the God damn top
Never ate no Ramen that didn't start with a damn top
Oriental and chicken flavor safe in a tan box
Backpack source magazine smoking bees
Hopping off the BART train in Berkeley just to see these
Zion-I to Journeyman inspired me and fellas great
Used to seeing Sunspot posted selling hella tapes
Always believe that I could boogie with my feet and win
Then that talent took me out the hood and blew me through the wind
Want to play tag you gotta put your feets in
Say my nursery rhyme to this motherfuckin beat then uhhhh.....
CHORUS
Ring around the Rosie pocket full of Dodie
Standing on the corner parking loaded where my Bros be
Guzzling the drink up getting drunk now dump
Ashes ashes we're all high now.
Ring around the Rosie pocket full of Dodie
Standing on the corner parking loaded where my Bros be
Guzzling the drink up getting drunk now dump
Ashes ashes we're all high now.
OUTRO
Street life we were just babies under the street lights
Mama said life wasn't going to be nice
Well she ain't got to tell me twice
I'mma live my life
Written by: Anwar Burton, Eric Jorge Osborne