Songtext I refuse limitation Goodie Mob

I refuse limitation

Backbone:
One time
Uh for these freaky hoes I lust
But Im still flickin ashes a lot of other motherfuckers snort dust
But thats they thang
A lot of us fall victim somehow
But thats that game
Wont try to explain
From books to bricks
Now I see crooks and tricks
Caught up in the mix
Of everyday in every way but the right
I control the substance my people fiend for at night
Lord knows I do wrong
Sound like the same old song
A lot of niggas singing
Homeboys conceal your weapons
Cuz aint gon be no smokin session in heaven
No more be buckin yo luck
Seven eleven on the first roll
Dont let the streets rock and roll yo soul
Swats ga by way of cascade heights
Gunshots roadblocks sidewalks and ice

Khujo:
Sold me out for 3.5 grams of neighborhood clout
Now what the fucks we bout
Im back home from the bullshit
Puttin in work
Meanwhile others dug ditches and covered themselves in dirt
One squirt
And you locked down forever
Cant run from reality
Lurking you closer and closer away
To the same old traps
Now you never learn from your mistakes
So now you wear this ass whoopin wit pride
What side you on?
It wasnt no I in team
Only in your dreams
Saturated with schemes
Yea you right, God gon deal wit ya
Fallin from his grace
Rookie cop moves cause shifty game
And 30 days Im blessed in the hole
But thats till I go to the state federal
Penitentiary
Yea I could did my time standin on one foot
But see I fucked up royally
Thought I was slick
Them herpes-havin ass crackers changed my big check to six
Times wit dean whitakers sermon of the day
But when I go to sleep I dont dream no more I just lay
A wise man knows his limitations
Concrete, concrete like greg street

Chorus:
Sufferin from a severe case of inner-city blues
I aint got no clues to which directions I need to choose
This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose
Cuz I just cant settle for these streets shawty I refuse

Gipp:
Thats the shit I like
Lord got the door
Shot down to the pavement
Remove yo hat under the ceiling
Of this building
A rebuff from the usher of sorts
Because ? ? ? ?
Most strive for the diamonds and overlook the gems
Got skimp wit yo bags
Boulders become shoulders to depend on
Which way to explore
Reform, refrain, we ? ? ? ?
Every thought you walk through the trails is hell
Airborne for ? ? ? ?
Clone me
Replace me wit me
Another nation inside a nation
Out the land of scots
Suction cups to test tube
Layer of skin
Supply the crust
And well mix the fruit
Gunshows supplied me in the hour of need
Watch em bleed
Aryan nation be the dealer
Now whos the killer
Yup yup thats the shit I like
Thats the shit I like

T-mo:
Uh puttin forth the effort to make a change
Not doin a lot of talkin bout it whats yo game?
You slippin you cant never do that
Thats when you get jacked
For yo life over emotions runnin wild
Like salamanders swimmin in southwest creeks
Feelin incomplete
Another story
Livin ? ? ? ?
Value lost - it wasnt worth it look what it costed
Yo life young nigga
Didnt go out without a fight behind the gun trigger
Better think fast or get swept off yo feet
Nigga it hurts to see these drugs deteriorate
The minds of knuckleheads that want to be base heads
Dont say I didnt tell you cuz you gon see in the future
I hope I dont have to shoot you
If you switch
Went from hardcore to beggin like a bitch
Revolutions good to bad
Hoods to rags real niggas to fags
Whats the news?
But I refuse to lose

Chorus

Cee-lo:
Well I woke up this mornin with the same frustration from situations like these
Got a call about some work from one of them temporary agencies
No high school diploma or any college degrees
I cant enlist but theyll draft me if theres a war overseas
Oh please
Of course I can slice some ozs
But see Im one of those aspirin mcs
And uh bills are due so at times Im doubtful and everyone disagrees
But Id rather struggle on my feet than to live on my knees
So my uniform tight workin all night at mickey ds
Got about 90 dollars and some change after the government
Get they fees
These minimum wages aint enough to feed my babies
Purposely these limitations on black folks opportunities
So I quit cuz Im tired of being one of those overworked
Underpaid employees
Stop carin at all went on and did a few small burglaries
It seems like my face done turned into forgotten memories
And I aint gettin away with nothing because I know he always sees
But see right now I need to see how I can get this here dope sold
I done stuffed in my pocket as many rocks as it can hold
They gon get high so ima get my money even though its freezin cold
Now how many times you done heard this story told?
Believe it or not, its some very intelligent junkies
But dependencies is eatin away at they souls like disease
Anyone can turn into somebody who covets and envies
Unequal economics can easily make you some enemies
And the crime rate never drops to the cops ride around in threes
I knew he would have killed me if I did anything but freeze
They found the rest of the dope in some nearby shrubberies
In a dimlit room being questioned by these authorities
And they gave me some time in correctional facilities
And now my womans gotta take on a mans responsibilities