People You Know - Pawz One, 2Mex

Being far beyond driven has driven me far beyond

Anything that I envisioned, I got my tickets, I’m gone

Now it’s on, im drawn to the music Pros and the cons

Landing at JFK and haters standing on the lawn

Drinking the same 40oz, same stories all the time

He can rap, but he’s too busy, He’s living a life of crime

Never held his own, he’s Al Capone inside his own mind

Paranoid and bugging Thinks they listen on his phone line

Focus on my own grind, the feeling is good

It’s a shame to come back and see him still in the hood

See, some homies went to college, others signed up for the navy

And that girl that had potential, you can find her with a baby

Kid’s daddy is missing, A loser with no ambition

Seems like time’s frozen, He’s stuck in the same position

And You can catch him tweaking in his house with a gun

And he ain’t left the block since 2001

See, a dude I used to know, He’s got 45 kids

Struggled to handle biz, He’s barely filling his fridge

Catch him at the liquor store trying to bum a cig

But if you hear him tell it, he’s always doing it big

Save it for the bitches you’re trying to run game on

His baby mom’s a chick they used to all run a train on

Gonorrhea Flame on, Burning to take a piss

Got her name on his neck, tatted next to her lips

Ain’t that a trip?

Years go by, letting him slip

Still cruising by the high school to check out the chicks

The homie’s 26, still using the dirty tricks

In his girl’s car, Radio up, bumping the system

Wait for the bell to ring to find himself a victim

Girls, don’t be distracted by the image and the looks

It’s harder to carry babies than it is to carry books

Up in Mid-City, California, 1981

Sycamore Avenue, right off La Brea and Washington

You see, it wasn’t that fun

Watching people smoke crack from the barrel of a gun

I seen this one dude do someone foul

Someone killed him and cut off his dick and straight left it in his mouth

I know that shit sound wild, and for the

Next 10 years I had to walk by the house

I used to get lectured everyday by the neighborhood

Wino, He ended up disappearing or dying far as

I know, My neighbor used to smoke rocks

And he used to try to break in my car a whole lot

One time, he broke into my ride and ended up

Getting me for my Blaupunkt, I thought I locked the door.

but I must’ve forgot

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And I’m so motherfucking dumb, yo

But that’s the norm where I come from

I was a church kid, which means I would be

Outside of mass selling Mexican sweet breads, like a merch kid

And yo, I most definitely wasn’t the worst kid

But people talked about my parents being poor like we weren’t

Worth shit, That’s why I had to prove them wrong, though

That’s why I had to do more with my self then attend Rio Hondo

And straight smoking on this chrondo

Over 20 years of music and now its on though