Seasoned Lyrics - E-40

Tragedy 

Mm hmm mm hmm 

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 

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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 

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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 

Ohh, 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 P.E. 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 chance, that I'ma 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 J.O.B. 

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 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 are seasoned 

Seasoned and we, feel our paper won't disappear 

Ohh, 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