Clipse - Momma I'm So Sorry lyrics

Gather 'round miami Vice
All my cocaine dreamers you know
Miami Vice pusha spit this shit for y'all
Here we go

Youngin, don't make my sails rise (Uh)
I shoot you out your chukkas
Pusha hear the whispers of
All you motherfuckers
Papa said stay free of them suckers
Minus the wicked jumper
Street baller like the Rucker
Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple
Roosters in the duffle
Keep the hood screaming, "Cock-a doodle doo
" fuckers
Coke by the ton, rap niggas, I'm the one
With basic rhyme pattern
How the fuck you tryna chatter?
ASIC-ass rappers
Got 'em runnin' for they life
I philosophize about Glocks and keys
Niggas call me Young Black Socrates
West Indies bitch drop to knees quick (What?)
With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Feel sorry for niggas pull triggers
And they shit click
So many bullets jammed in my shit
Call me Lead Fist
Shake the diamonds out my wrists

Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees, and watches
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice my conscience, uh
Gather 'round

Youngin, learn from me, let's not be at odds
We're more like than not, two peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I once gave it away at thirty grams an O
That accounts for all them days in the cold
Feels like kids and cake mix
Can't wait to lick the bowl
But it's a bigger picture, holmes, trust
I done seen it
From Frankfurt to Cologne, Oslo to Sweden
From Italy's Milan to the shores of Napoli
Now I consider Ferrari and Salvador Dalis
I'm no longer local, my thoughts are global
That's why I seem distant, son
Expand your vision
Even adored by Norwegian woman
Blonde hair and blue eyes
I'm gettin' back with a vengeance
Whip it like they want me
All attached to the kitten
And then they wonder in these
Raps if I'm kiddin', huh

Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees, and watches
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice my conscience, uh

Miami Vice
Sorry, Heavenly Father, once again
I hate to bother it's P the evil creeper
Send some to the Grim Reaper
Meanwhile, me and my missus
Like Solomon and Sheba
Sign of the times, her Emilio Pucci sneakers
Uh ghetto literature
I'd damn near die for Bolivia
It don't take much to get rid of you
Once I send for you, better call a minister
Ugh

I'm sorry, grandmama
For mistakes I have made
When I aired family business
How you put me in my place
Even my baby mama
I can't look you in the face
'Cause I can't do enough
You a symbol of God's grace
So I place you in the flowerbed
Porcelain showerhead
Throughout the house and keep
The youngins' mouths fed
And when I'm gone, I hope it is said
I gave structure to the youth
By the example I led, uh

Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees, and watches
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice my conscience, uh

Miami Vice