Haystak Dadgummit Lyrics

[Intro]
Now let me get this right... when Jesus left here
He left to go and prepair a place for me, and when he prepared that place
He'll come back and receive me, andwhere he is at, I'll be...
Now that's what you call a beautiful thought, Jack

[Verse 1]

This mics on? I take chances and play a lot of felony games
That's why my rent and my utilities are in melony name
Somethings don't ever change, it's too easy to obtain
Cocaine, that's why my people dib and dabble in the dope game
I've done the dope thing, tenths, grams, quarters, halves
I was a natural cuz I was pretty good at math
Hot temper you can catch me on a warpath
You know what they say; hard head make a soft a__
Livin life like tonight can be the last night
Cops in the car with the dogs and the flashlights (f___!)
Got me laid out across the hood
It's all good aint nothin in there but leather and wood
This harassment is nonstop, and when it's not the cops it's the block
Haystak didn't come back whippin no Maybach
How fake is that, y'all know me better than that
But I'll rock a drop top SL Escalade truck and s___
Who that big fat white a__ think he f___in with
Don't that m____fucka know he had to suffer
He keep on comin through with that and end up a sucker

[Chorus x2]
Now one day, I'm gon die
But until then, I'm gon ride
I feel I, can almost fly
It can go down tonight, Dadgummit!

[Verse 2]

I was a broke head, a raggedy broke head
Probably end up in jail dead or be a c__ehead
My mission to get more bread, more fed and more head
Work hard until I drop dead
So much sweat and blood shed
Tears I wept, the nights done came and went and I never slept
It's crazy what wi'll do to uphold a rep
It's boundaries, men don't overstep
But yet, the newspapers fulla incidence-es
Dude didn't have to die, that s___ was senseless
Violence is s_____ic, it grows on our existence
Me personally, myself, I'm against it
But so many dudes from other crews stay with him
You ain't gotta a chance if you get to beefin with him
not six guns, shotguns and handguns
Semi-automatic magnums, keep your pants up
We can't afford to get caught with them down
And they roll up on ya like "Yeah, talk s___ now!"
And they already got they guns out
But time just won't allow you to get yours out (blaow!)
And about the time that you reach for your pocket
Bullets hit your m____fuckin a__ like rockets
You couldn't return fire, it happened so fast
That's how they do it they sneak up and bust a cap in your a__
Now it's just a bunch of good talk about ya in slow songs
Everybody telling everybody to be strong
Positive, cuz they gotta move on
Even though s___ won't be the same now that you gone
Gone, meanin dead gone meanin out here
Gone, meanin you won't have no birthday next year
Gone, meanin your kid no longer got a father
Cuz pops was preoccupied provin he was harder

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
I come from so much opposition, accomplish impossibilities
So much hositiliy hemmed up within me
So many enemies and very few friends
I mean thick and thin m____fuckas who ride to the end
You be lucky if you got enough to tote you to the hole
Cuz them fair-weather friends get low when it's cold
I got women in my yard, diggin for gold
Mama said they was coming and low and behold
I made a lil money, people think made of money
Sometimes, I wish God would just take it from me
So I can see who's around here cuz because they love me
And I could know who'd be down with me if I was b__my
Who'd feed me if I was hungry, clothe me if I was naked
And who'd kiss on my d___ cuz I made a few records
Who'd be at the hospital when a tragedy happened
Standin with family when they talking to the chaplin

[Chorus x2]