Litt 15 - Wiki, Your Old Droog

Go out on my roof

Take in the sunshine, my lungs lined

With smoke and the rum rides

Passed it to my tummy, thought it got me free

But it got me confined

I can’t see

Son’s mind, like a bum knee

Mine’s number one

He left your tongue tied

One time

Go out on my roof

Go out on my roof

I just go out on my roof

Go out on my roof

I sit around, sip brew, say that I’m busy

Pissing off the kids that live with me

I live in a town, well, I’d say it’s a city

That’s got everything to give to me

I do get down, pray, say that I’m silly

I don’t want the bullshit to get to me

I don’t want the bullshit to get to me

Young Simba practicing his roar

Young contender catching an applause

But I’m dolo on my roof

It’s just the train passing that’s all

What?

I liked to get gassed when I’m bored

Imagine being wrapped in velour

Feel like this shit has happened before

I’m seeing things

I’m high, putting meanings to things that don’t mean a thing

I see four empty 40's on my floor, I need more

Fiend for roaches when the weed’s all Hocus Pocus

I see y’all smoked it, notice

So it’s off to the store

I see Gill there

He work there, Junior just chill there

His whole life he still there

Nelson’s saucy, In the corner brewin' his coffee

Mutters to himself about some quandary he got himself in

But no one really understands him

Wondering when that’ll be me with that wandering grin

Deli just wandering in

Go out on my

Go out on my

Go out on my roof

Take in the sunshine, my lungs lined

With smoke and the rum rides

Past it to my tummy, thought it got me free

But it got me confined

I can’t see

Son’s mind, like a bum knee

Mine’s number one

He left your tongue tied

One time