E-40, Otis Redding - Seasoned lyrics

Tragedy mmhmm mmhmm misery and triumph
Piss poor, you know? Catastrophic moments
They wanna know why I'm so seasoned, y'know
Welfare recipient - there's a
Reason why I'm seasoned
My folks out there in the ghetto the slums
The projects and the beat down
Renovated apartment complexes smell me!

Uh, you in a new school whip
Custom painted candy apricot butter
I'm in an antique old school four do'
Muffler draggin beat up duster
With scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars
Y'all get to drink out of wine glasses
We gotta drink out of jelly jars
Down and out like four flat tires
No washing machine nor dryer
Just a pillowcase sack and a
Bunch of clothes wrapped
In a sheet on our way to the laundrymat
Will I ever get paid
Can I make a dollar out of fifteen cents?
Y'alls got it made
We broke and starvin barely payin the rent
Sleepless nights, alligator t uh-tears
Mommy arguin wit my daddy
Daddy drunk too many beers 911 Mr po-Po
Dey ain't happy wit day marriage
Pops tryna beat her down and
Make her have a miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needle
She be gone for days
She on that da ah-diesel
She gone end up wit AIDS
I told her I love her I swear I just told her
But, you know what she said to me?
Everybody got a gay or at least
One dopefiend in they family
You ain't the only one wit
A reject in yo' family that's real

The reasoned the reasoned that we're seasoned
Seasoned and we
Feel our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, hey it's been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And through the hard times
We survive the game survive the game

If y'all smell onions - that's my arms potent
The reason I'm musty is cause
We ain't got no mo' deordorant
The laughin stock - patna
We ain't got no cash
Feet stinkin through my shoes in PE class
I'm thriznew with biznein briznoke I'm
About to hiznit the griznind
And if I get popped it ain't half no
More it's 80% percent of my time
But that's ah cha ah-chance
That I'mma have to ah take
Today my son birthday and I
Can't even buy a cake
I'm so damn through-a-through, I had a JOB
You want me to cut my perm
Oh y'all gone ave to fire me
My fellow just got out da joint
Thought he might be okay
But my fellow got out and got stapled
26 times the same damn day
Who wanna get dunked on? In the the
Flatlands it ain't never too late
Patna all we need is a piece of
Plywood and a milk carton crate
What about dat shopping basket
You know I'm smart
We can gone take the wheels off that
And ma-a make a go cart
Yo peoples blessed you
I started from a quarter ounce
You came in the dope game wit a
Silver spoon up in yo' mouth
Why we gotta gamble maine we hurtin
You got all the bucks
In the ghetto we play dominoes for push ups

The reasoned the reasoned that we're seasoned
Seasoned and we
Feel our paper won't disappear
Ohhh, hey it's been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And through the hard times
We survive the game survive the game

You dig? You know
My people just tryin to make
A way out of nowhere, you dig?
You know, the trials and tribulations
You dig? It's hard times out here y'know
Y'know we just tryin to do our thing
I remember when I was just a young boy
Growin up things was real hard for me
No food on the table, no clothes on my back
Lord have mercy
But my mother told me to stay strong
Hey, it's been a long time, in the Bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And through the hard times
We survive the game survive the game