(feat. Doc Well & G Money)    [Chorus]  I smoke the weed trying to hide the pain  Spendin all my time, smoke my life away  You can feel it inside, take a look in my eyes  Can you feel the pain  Mary Mary, take my pain away  With struggle in time, spittin all over my face  Take a look in my eyes, don't you dear look away  Mary Jane maintains, tryin to heel my pain    [Romero New Mexico Lobo]  Kickin in the door with the double dawg pumped  Shot gun trucha comin in people screamin  And pushin and shovin I'm buggin I'm thugin and muggin  Showin no love to you and my cousin now what [shut the fuck up]  Bringin heat like an oven they call me no good for nothin  I'm always huffin and puffin about to get into some thin  And if you startin I'm jumpin in the Clika I'm bumpin it  New Mexico Lobo I ain't the fool to be fuckin wit  Ignitin like dynamite my beat is automicly  An automatic ak-47 ain't no stoppin me  Got the chronic got a problem G  I'm Romero like rufetho I'ma always be on top of things  I put the chronic in the bowl take a mothafuckin pull  Like a mothafuckin fool like a mystery know who  I'm a lobo I'm a rebel I'm an angel I'm a devil  I'ma norte I'ma sur on the eastside of the west  If you wish me all the best, I'ma keep you in the chest  See you see me all depressed, see you see me smokin stress  See you see a lobo blessed I was never nothin more I was never nothin less  Put my life on the beat comin live from the streets I'ma fill me up a drink  Take a toast to the very up most gettin weeded til I'm comatoast  Mary Mary all I needed I'm a get you blown home grown  All my road dawgs know that I give it all I got   Always blowin out the spot, 4:20 on the dot  Time to fire up a crop, everybody puffin on it when I'm blazin up the chronic non stop  So I'ma hit on the drop, hold it in, let it out, I'm so mothafuckin high  That I'm bleedin from the mouth, wrap my tongue up on the mic  I'ma smoke away my life tryin to hide from the pain    [Chorus]    [Bad Boy]  Smokin some weed on the daily waiting for the death says  Since the 80's, I lived in a crib full of babies  Left in the dark was a spark in the park   Walkin with a strap, with no where to go, Mary  Mary Jane, helped me to ease the pain  And maintain the gank to stay game  Started hustlin the dope to change and make thangs   Stop fuckin with the hoes, get up and get paid, homie  Get made, I got me a weapon to spray, I was lost for a day   Walkin the street with a heat and some hay  And ended up locked in a cage, like a slave  Caught in a daze, funny as fuck you could say  I got out and got blazed, took a turn lookin up how to change  Was tellin a Bad Boy not to play  But Mary Jane along with the nuts to get brave  And the hopes to get saved  Got me a name and a gang I would kill for  Takin my bull shit to the grave  Nothin but 7 0 2 blues, troops in a 82 Coup Duece  Gotta move, my attitude's screwed  Gotta get me some weed to get me through  Smokin with nothin to do, writtin and rappin and shit  It ain't nothin new, livin and waitin til death do us part   For my dreams to come true [Say it again]  Smokin with nothin to do, writtin and rappin and shit  It ain't nothin new, livin and waitin til death do us part  For my dreams to come true    [Chorus]    From Tropicana to Bonanza  I'm attackin mothafuckas like certain form of deadly cancer  With a handgun throwin tamtrums  When I go more then a day without talkin to samson  Like Halfbaked, I'm smokin at a fast pace  On a mothafuckin blunt of that California Skunk  In an instance so you know I'ma get stuck  And you're gonna get struct cause I'm drunk and don't give a fuck  Roll another I'm already done with the first  You dodn't really feel the pain you just pretend that it hurts  You haven't the slightest idea on how the planet works  There's way more to life then what you can read in a book  Chasin skirts and buyin new shirts and puttin D's on your shit  I come equipt with a full 380 calibur clip  You ain't gotta be a doctor to see that I'm sick  A bitch ain't gotta know I'm rappin to get on the dick  But it sure as fuck helps  Especially when I'm locked up in the county with no money for bail  I'm Don Well, I rock well, my eternal restin place is hell  I don't care to play fair  Fuck the world and everybody on it  I'm so god damn bored with life that I'm yawnin  I don't even see the sun dawnin  Infact I'm pissed off when I wake up  Because I lived to see the mornin  Fuck it hits longer then a cigerette  I live my life by the second with no regret  Like Rodney I swear I get no respect  From this dumb mothafuckas before they get checked  On their chins, now they chasin death  Fuck runnin from it I feel haunted by the general public  They love critizin people like me who stay blunted  Chain smoke and drink liquor all night livin toxic    [Chorus]    [Ese Brown]  Ese Brown steppin in with the Click and we already in the game  Loco to the brain comin with the gang bang  Voco it's the mothafuckin local boys  Makin noise with your homie boys, Clika 1 up in their low toys  And we're makin more noise like hood niggas in a rolls royace  Only becomin a street voice, spit the rhyme wit the gangsta poise  And my closest homeboys are criminal minded wit no choice  Take a tok and get the fuck out, spillin your guts out  No heart no doubt, I'm in the Caddy gettin smoke out  With the loks on, and I'm probably coked out  Should I bring out with the gun shot shit   Why not, never listen to words in my verses  I was cursed to be the worst from the first day  The vato bursted from the bullets I gave him in the first place  Never disrespect the name, Clika 1 to the brain  Same things with the Mary Jane to maintain  Fuck the shame I'm gonna swallow the pain  To the brain with the 40 bottle exchange  Bullets are hollow we ain't promised tomorrow  So why bother, crooked paths are hard to follow  When street life is hard to swallow  Light that shit up    [Chorus]