E-40, Bosko - Spooky lyrics

Hard drugs you knuckle head
And thugs, fake identification
Getting kicked out of clubs
If it wasn't for my PEN I'd be in a PEN
In the Bay where I stay, is eerie and grim
Smurkish, merkey, spooky and eerie
Never know which one of my partners gonna
Try to rob me and kill me
Thats why I keep my ear to the gravel
My cleats to the turf
California built me for battle
Since the day I was birthed
First day on the earth
My first breathe of life
Coffins and hearst everyday
Somebody done died
Dispute and disperse they cut him
Down with a nine
Millimeter heater shot him in
His torso and spine

See that ball cap low
Dark face so we lurk on these niggas
Graveyard shift clocking in faithful
Pay me consistant smurkish, murky eerie grim
It's spooky out here on the grind
So spooky I'm just trying to get mine

This spook just stood by the door
They shut the trap house down
With nails and boards
My auntie neck still sore
The PO Po beat her ass and
Threw her on the floor
Plus I got more than half a key
Gotta pay my lawyer fee
Out there on the streets they owe me
Side to side like a wheel alignment
It's right and it's left
School is in session my nigga pull up yo desk
I got that old money mixed in with
A little bit of this new money
Fuck with niggas that's real
I don't fuck with the false or phoney
Me and my holmies and chronies
My relatives and my partners
Trying to raise up our sons and our daughters
To grow up and become some scholars

See that ball cap low
Dark face so we lurk on these niggas
Graveyard shift clocking in faithful
Pay me consistant smurkish, murky eerie grim
It's spooky out here on the grind
So spooky I'm just trying to get mine
Mine mine mine get mine get mine

They pulled up with the slap
While I was washing and drying my
Clothes at the neighborhood laundrymatt
Loose as a goose my pants I almost crapped
Out of bounds lastnight I let
My cousin borrow my strap
My life's surrounded by crack
But, I wanta give back
Move on top of the hill
Even though I'm straight from the flats
Go out and buy me a grill
For my teeth and my lac
Man I got get back skills
If my fetti collapse
Personality and attitude of a ghetto child
Fuck a deal man I'm taking this shit to trial
My attorney done did all that he can do
So I'm a stay silent all the way through
See that ball cap low
Dark face so we lurk on these niggas
Graveyard shift clocking in faithful
Pay me consistant spurkish, murky eerie grim
It's spooky out here on the grind
So spooky I'm just trying to get mine