Screwed Up Tape Lyrics - Reveille Park - South Park

[Rasheed] 

Ma, I'm sorry for the things I did 

And god, thanks for all the times you let me live 

I should of been dead a long time ago 

Should of been me and not Wero 

Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood 

Go to revillations in your little black wood 

My homies all changing and that f**king shit hurts 

I never f**k a friend unless they suck my dick first 

Creep and I crawl, ball till I fall 

Sell you a 80 won't charge you for the straw 

They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly 

Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty 

I went to prison and I came back an animal 

Southside, Houston's murder capital 

My crew is cursed, shoot you first 

Died next to a stupid nurse 

Put you in the bluest hearse 

I'll see your ass and Lucifer 

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[Chorus - 2x] 

6 in the morning police at my door 

Fresh, Jordans squeeking cross my bathroom floor 

Out the back window, I make my escape 

Didn't even have a chance to grab my screwed up tape 

[Low-G] 

My green light, aloe sinche queeto ky guy palo 

haters don't like me cause my name is hard to swallow 

Here he comes that 5-O asked me for i.d. 

Play on his computer and finds some felonies 

I was high, fly and a dubbed blue eye 

Every questioned asked I came back with a lie 

he was searching my ride and found my 45 

That's when I started thinking had to bust him with my nine 

Instead I ran, now your boy got away 

That night we celebrate like it was a holiday 

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I use to be broke didn't have big faces 

I had to wipe my ass with the yellow pages 

No T.V. and no cartoons 

My heffer in the kitchen washing plastic spoons 

I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff 

No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs 

[Chorus - 2x] 

[South Park Mexican] 

I don't know what the f**k, I'ma come have some bud 

Who want to f**k with us, ground like snuff or upper cuts 

Pro-tect my property, Hillwood prohecy 

I don't know how many times I got to tell y'all get off of me 

Balls and that's all I need, smoking bitches crossing me 

When I kill you niggas we can all live in harmony 

This ain't motherf**king breaking stone, I told you once leave 

us alone 

Known to kill my f**king own, blame Houston cause that's my home 

How can I make it when it won't clear 

My bud done look like daffadille 

17 million a year, still I thug in my Cavilier 

My people come, like Babylon, mexican and african 

Few white boys that's family, asian and mohamilly 

Indian and that Navhoe, killers out that Navadoche 

Careful how your ass appoach, get busted like you pass a note 

All the hoes, camel toes, smoking on that ardachoke 

Bought the benz, bought the boat, in my kitchen rocking coke 

[Chorus] 

[Chorus 2] 

Crusing down the street with my 6 hoes 

Bumping my shit, riding on vogues 

Went to the park to get the scoop 

Young niggas out there cold shooting some hoops