Guerilla Maab - Tell Me What You See Lyrics
[Chorus]Tell me what you see, when you look at meA G that's me, I don't know whyI live my life, like I don't care, I don't care[Z-Ro]Nothing but good intentions, when I started out as a kidLiving my life but when it happened, I couldn't understand what mama didLeave me, it wasn't easy, it was hardEverybody was looking unhappy, but I was looking for GodReceiving beatings on a daily basis, for C's and D'sIf it wasn't the honor roll, my father wasn't *****ing with meHerm Clark to South Park, to Ridgemont 4That's where the devil developed, the Christian killa called 'RoAn adduction to dro and drank, heavy on the shermAnd you don't wanna get fronted by Joseph, cause his turns burnNigga ***** you pay me, but its been slow round here 'RoNigga ***** you pay me, before you become part of the flo'And I ain't playing no games, cause ain't nobody ever played with meTrusted nobody, even my people that done stayed with meOut to get me, that's how I feel about y'allJust give me my ten, or you fin to see what my steel about dogFive fingers on my right, and that's how many niggas I trustEugene, Jordan, Mexican D and D.P., D-Los sipping purple stuffA drug addict, that's how I'm feeling right nowAnother numb nigga, cause I ain't got no feelings right nowDon't give a ***** about nothing, its like I'm living to dieI let a woman through in my mind, now I'm unable to cryYour feelings is your feelings, but my feelings is goneCause when a nigga needed your feelings, your feelings wasn't shownNow I smoke weed rolling around, aimlesslyTake pride in whooping niggas, beat they ass shamelesslyDorothy Marie send me a sign, are you proud of your boyAin't got no mansion or no Bentley, just a crib and a carI wish I had a million dollas, but I got me some cashI might not be from River Oaks, but I still got me some classAnd when I say I'm dying I'm dying, you ain't gotta try to do meI guess dentist was nervous, and tried to help somebody sue meWho that thug nigga, moving units state to stateI-10 connected with weight, but now replaced by tapesAnd C.D.'s, I'm S.U.C till I D-I-EAffilliated with C-R-I-P's, and B-L double O-D'sI'm not a gangsta, I just lean like thatAble to unload, and flee the murder scene like thatCall me what you wanna, call me crazy babyBut you ain't been paying no bills, where I lay my head lately babyDon't know nothing about me, just know that I be rappingJust know that you see me, everytime another murder happenMy grand finale, that's when I lay me down to sleepUntil then I rest, and so I creepTo and fro, seeking who I may devourI ain't a devil, but a God in search of his powerSo when you look at me, tell me what you think aboutCrackers killing they self, over shit I smoke and drink about[Chorus - 2x]
