Coolio - N Da Closet lyrics
[Coolio - N Da Closet lyrics]
5: 30 in the morning and
I haven't been to sleep
A pair of raggedly ass ProWings on my feet
Ten dollars in my pocket and
Now I'm on the creep
To the double-up spot 'cause the
Shit is comin cheap
It's 1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern California, LA is where it's at
I'm smokin like a
Motherfuckin' choo-choo train
Big cocaine inside my brain, aah
But nobody knows that I'm on the hype
Use to be in CREAM, well now I hit the pipe
Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend
I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap
And I sold everything but my motherfuckin gat
I got a habit like a rabbit
And I wanna stop it
But I can't 'cause I'm locked 'n da closet
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Listen homey
No rehabilitation, no wantin' to talk to
Doin crimes on every fuckin place
I can walk to i still get props in the
Hood when I stroll by
'Cause niggas don't know that
I'm smokin' like Popeye
Mama's in the kitchen cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen doin life
Sister gotta husband, she's a wife
And I'm in the backyard hittin' the pipe
It's been three or four months
Since I started usin'
It's a uphill battle and now
I know I'm losin' i go to the spots where
My face ain't familiar
And I cook here jack 'cause
I don't know these niggas
I'm livin' like a peasant
And it ain't pleasant
I think I need to change my direction
I got the five dollar piece now
I'm all in the carpet
In the dark 'cause I'm locked 'n da closet
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
One year done passed and now I'm lookin dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don't trust me
My sister's on the trip 'cause she
Knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take this shit
There's a rumor goin round
That I'm puffin' heavily
And my neighbors is lookin at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that
I broke in they house
And stole all they shit while they was out
My sister told my aunt and my aunt told Pam
And Pam let it slip to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and Bill told Duke
Now the whole hood knows that
I play the flute
But before I lost my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet, SHIT!
Now I'm back to life
Yeah I'm back to reality
Ain't no side effects or technicalities
There's one thing about it when
Your life is fucked
At the bottom the only way to go is up, aah
No more cocaine bitches
I kick the door off the motherfuckin' hinges
I'm out the closet screaming
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Let 'em have it
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
I haven't been to sleep
A pair of raggedly ass ProWings on my feet
Ten dollars in my pocket and
Now I'm on the creep
To the double-up spot 'cause the
Shit is comin cheap
It's 1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern California, LA is where it's at
I'm smokin like a
Motherfuckin' choo-choo train
Big cocaine inside my brain, aah
But nobody knows that I'm on the hype
Use to be in CREAM, well now I hit the pipe
Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend
I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap
And I sold everything but my motherfuckin gat
I got a habit like a rabbit
And I wanna stop it
But I can't 'cause I'm locked 'n da closet
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Listen homey
No rehabilitation, no wantin' to talk to
Doin crimes on every fuckin place
I can walk to i still get props in the
Hood when I stroll by
'Cause niggas don't know that
I'm smokin' like Popeye
Mama's in the kitchen cookin' rice
Daddy's in the pen doin life
Sister gotta husband, she's a wife
And I'm in the backyard hittin' the pipe
It's been three or four months
Since I started usin'
It's a uphill battle and now
I know I'm losin' i go to the spots where
My face ain't familiar
And I cook here jack 'cause
I don't know these niggas
I'm livin' like a peasant
And it ain't pleasant
I think I need to change my direction
I got the five dollar piece now
I'm all in the carpet
In the dark 'cause I'm locked 'n da closet
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
One year done passed and now I'm lookin dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don't trust me
My sister's on the trip 'cause she
Knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take this shit
There's a rumor goin round
That I'm puffin' heavily
And my neighbors is lookin at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that
I broke in they house
And stole all they shit while they was out
My sister told my aunt and my aunt told Pam
And Pam let it slip to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and Bill told Duke
Now the whole hood knows that
I play the flute
But before I lost my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet, SHIT!
Now I'm back to life
Yeah I'm back to reality
Ain't no side effects or technicalities
There's one thing about it when
Your life is fucked
At the bottom the only way to go is up, aah
No more cocaine bitches
I kick the door off the motherfuckin' hinges
I'm out the closet screaming
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Let 'em have it
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet
Somebody's goin to hell do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah