33 música gramo de cualquier droga en polvo; o, cuando canta “I set him”, las tres palabras suenan al analgésico “acetamin” (acetaminofén, Tylenol). La letra dice: “Fuck that, eight doobies to the face Fuck that, twelve bottles in the case nigga, Fuck that, two pills and a half, wait nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Man, I swear my nigga trippin off that shit again Pick him up, then I set him in Cold water, then I order someone to bring him Vicodin Hope to take the pain away From the feeling that he feel today You know when you part of section 80 And you feeling like no one can relate 'Cause you are, you are A loner, loner Marijuana, endorphins make you stronger, stronger I'm in the house party trippin' off My generation sippin' cough syrup like its water Never no pancakes in the kitchen Man, no wonder our lives is caught up in the daily superstition That the world is 'bout to end who gives a fuck? We never do listen Unless it comes with an 808, a melody and some hoes Playstation and some drank, technology bought my soul Looking around and all I see is a big crowd, that's product of me And they probably relatives. Relevant for a rebel's dream Yep, the president is black She black too, purple label on her back but that dap Is light blue, she take it straight to the head Then she look at me, she got ADHD Eight doobies to the face […] whoa, whoa… And then she started And then she started feeling herself like no one else in this apartment ‘Beg you pardon?’ ‘oh, I rap baby, how old are you?’ She say twenty-two, I say twenty-three. ‘Ok, then we all crack babies’ ‘Damn, why you say that?’ She said, "Where my drink at?’ I'mma tell you later, just tell your neighbors, have the police relax I stood up, shut the blinds closed the screen, Jumbotron Made it to the back, where she reside Then she said, read between the lines Yep, hope that I get close enough when the lights turn down And the fact that she just might open up when the new flow start to drown Her body and I, know the both of us really deep in the move now It's nothing we can do now Somebody walked in with a pound Of that Bay Area kush She looked at me then looked At it, then she grabbed it then she said, get it understood You know why we crack babies Because we born in the 80's that ADHD crazy Eight doobies to the face [...] whoa, whoa… You can have all my shine I'll give you the light Double cup, deuce, four, six Just mix it in Sprite Ecstasy, 'shrooms, blow, dro, hoes Whatever you like You can have all my shine I'll give you the light” “A la mierda eso, ocho porros a la cara A la mierda eso, doce botellas en el estuche, nigga, A la mierda eso, dos pastillas y medio, nigga, a la mierda eso Tienes una alta tolerancia cuando tu edad no existe Hombre, te juro que mi niggase está volviendo loco con esa mierda Lo levanto y entonces lo pongo en agua fría, después le ordeno a alguien que le traiga Vicodin Espero que le quite el dolor De la sensación que sintió hoy Ya sabes, cuando eres parte de la Section 80 Y sientes que nadie puede contarlo Porque eres, eres un solitario, solitario Las endorfinas de la marihuana te hacen más fuerte, más fuerte Estoy borracho en la fiesta de la casa Nicki Minaj en Toronto (Jen, CC BY- 2.0, Wikipedia)
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