Odds Against Me

(альбом: I Ain't Cha Homey - 2009)

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The odds against me, your squad's against me
I'm still in the whip getting straight Lewinsky
"What kind of car, Homey?" It was a Bentley
I must be dreaming, somebody pinch me (Ouch)
But I don't wanna wake up, another cake to bake up
Turn into Homey the Clown once I put on my makeup
And then I go psycho just like Michael Myers
A pyromaniac setting off fires (I like that)
A serial killer who can't seem to retire
It's like my life wrapped up in barbed wire
The odds against me, the deck is stacked
I paint my face white, but my skin is black
So how you gon' act when I come to kill
And bring you the horror from Amityville
Chill, the life I live is so real
Homey don't play, they say he so ill
Knock down the house of cards that you build
With the

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I hear God call, y'all, 'cause I'm just an oddball
Jokers in the deck still praying that I fall
Walk through the carnival like guess who
Paint my face, run up and say, "Boo!"
They stole from me, so I'ma steal from you
Lonely-ass Homey and I got no crew
So never underestimate what I might do
Murder your whole family and leave no clue
This whole story's based on something true
Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, the dodo bird I flew
You better ask somebody, 'cause I thought you knew
Fuck around with Homey the Clown and get your brains blew
I run with an insane few

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