Foggy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Apathy (Sample from song Bassheads by Gangrene)] Pacin' by the docks, white socks fitted like Ice Cube Shady, but the cops never fuck with a white dude Bad attitude because this whole past year All the crackheads started hanging out at the pier And it's clear, that things really changed around here All the hoes instagraming the rear in tight gear And I ain't complaining, but the realness is gone So I'm sitting by the water with a coffee while the dawn Peaks over the horizon like "Rise and shine!" People look me in the eye, but they eyes are blind Glazed over like a mental or spiritual takeover Technology replaced the coke and baking soda, that's (BASS!) And all that's left is a remnant And I never gave a fuck until my girl got pregnant, like This is what I'll be raising a child in? And my skin's morphin', I be buggin' and wildin' More sensitive to sin, more incentive to win Knowing enemies will come and smell the scent on the wind I'm forever the king of this Connecticut thing You hanging on by a thread until I sever the string [Sample Bridge] *Live and reppin...* *...In full effect...* *Organized crime in New England has been reorganized* *Up and down the rugged New England coast* [Verse 2 - Suave Ski] Drop a couple quarters on the counter and I'm out Grab the bag of chips and light the cig in my mouth Gotta figure this out, such a rigorous route Bad vibes all around me start to trigger the doubt Living, laying over flowers, five rolling in over the towers Bums stumble outta bars after hours Cops on the strip looking for a vic Somebody's little sis getting flipped for a grip This the N-L-C-T L-I-F-E But I'm trying to escape, the why I M-C You can see despair is in the air I swear they unaware, of everything, everywhere Don't care about nothing but themselves Mountain Avenue full of dutch guts and half-shells, it's hell Covered by colonial cribs (audibles?) and shit got parents disowning their kids It's so grimy, stray bullet might find me Hook me to an I.V., right before they sign me Shit, sounding like another fifth, every day another cat getting smoked like piff Every hooker on the block got coke they sniff This the shit I get for the life I live Little town full of darkness Black magic in the carcass Witches rituals that hark(?) this