Biboa’s Theme

Lyrics

[Intro] La-la la-la la-la la-la Protect yourself Da-da-da Goodbye, D12 [Verse 1] Weed, no seeds, last year Cannabis Cup A druggie that mind hasn't been damaged enough With danglin' nuts, I lust for angels to fuck My cannon is tucked, move fast, I panic and bust Brain burnt out like a mechanical clutch I'm too schizophrenic to touch A scandalous bunch, don't gamble with trust Scammin' for bucks, pink candy deluxe out, mishandlin' sluts After a show bring all my fans on a bus Next city, leave 'em dizzy, stranded and stuck Hangin' in clubs like blacks in slavery Gats we aim and squeeze at acts of bravery Maybe P is bouncin' off of Shady lead Can barely add, but still got A.D.D. (What I say?) Work the do' neighbor, play for keeps I ain't gotta say shit so the AK shall speak [Chorus] To whom it may concern, this planet is fucked Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs Man, it's been rough, but shit I don't plan to give up, uhh [Verse 2] Speakin' at AA meetings while intoxicated Trainin' a arm-less fighter to box in Vegas Plot with haters to kill me on my block for later Havin' free phone sex with operators Next Grammys, your man P is rockin' Gators Leavin' full with rabbit ears, I'm a pocket raider Every block invade us, all cops is traitors Any hood thief hands get burnt like hot potatoes The hardest mayor that boycott garbage sayers Thinkin' outside the box like Harvard Squares Wild like Ben Wallace hair Hate the niggas that ain't spitters blow up off market favors (You!) So from now on I'm startin' terror Ayo, God, here I come, tell 2Pac to wait up [Chorus] To whom it may concern, this planet is fucked Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs Man, it's been rough, but shit I don't plan to give up, uhh [Verse 3] Got Young Famous that handle any further glory Fix my son a lunch for school so he'll murder for me Readin' Pac and Pun tags up in purgatory Waitin' to get in heaven or "Grimey," that's word to N.O.R.E Anything you heard before me Hah, it's simple like a street life suburban story Turn my poor peeps into murkers for beef Who the fuck is Jerry? I'm searchin' for weed And why did God make all these worthless MC's? Still tryin' to find out for what purpose they breathe My pops hit the weed and then he birthed a new breed I hit bad bitches raw 'cause it's worth the disease Hate the Ku Klux Klan, they abuse curtains and sheets And I need 'em at home, but that's a personal peeve The pills is still purple indeed And I'm screamin' loud as hell "Fuck the Earth!" when I leave [Chorus] To whom it may concern, this planet is fucked Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs Man, it's been rough, but shit I don't plan to give up, uhh