Paranoid

All my life I did nothin' but dealin'
No black support
Late at night I fantasize 'bout rappin'
Stop telling these bitches where you got it from
Before somebody go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the door of the hinges
How long, stop runnin', stop runnin', can I sell?
Can I possibly get real?
Can I possibly get real?

I avoid the cops I use a decoy
I hear, German Shepards
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Handcuffs very tight, Baptist jury all white
Freeze, hold it right there

Hey, who is that, who is that man?
What the fuck you think they gonna do when the police pressure 'em?
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid
Yo name is what? What? I know you from where? Where?
One false move, I can be destroyed
That's what I'm saying now
She couldn't deal with the stress and the strife
See my motherfuckin' driver, he's a white boy

Everybody looking at me look like the police

To avoid the cops, I use a decoy
Pulling Smith an' Wessons on strange pedestrians
One false move, I can be destroyed
You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a white boy

How long can sell?

The Sheriff departments right down the block
Before I have to go to jail
That looks like a police car
Before somebody go snitch
Cops chase me, through the hood
Drug dealers, nightmare
Do you think, we under police surveillance?
Pray some white person, gotta video tape
Before the DEA kick the door off the hinges
You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a white boy
One false move I can be destroyed
Before somebody go snitch
I don't mean to seem vicious but you look suspicious
This rap so damn real, I'm glad I gotta record deal
But my drug life drug me away from my wife
As I bail down the street with my khakis creased

Havin' conversations with my gang assailants
(Then again, you might fuck around and make a touch down)
I avoid the cops, I use a decoy
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Before I have to go to jail
Before the DEA kick the door of the hinges
Muthafuckaz at mah house waitin' right now 'cuz

I hope not

The late night knockin' the drive way blockin'
The Sheriff department's right down the block

Stop walking with a bunch of thugs to my home

Yo man little rich kids comin' over here
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
If I don't sell a mill, this could, could happen still
Can I possibly get real?

For how long?
Learned to rely on my gut feelin'

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid

See you all fuckin' up, I got these looks
How long can I sell?

I'm gonna fuckin' run

If they accidently kill me and I don't escape
You know they gonna snitch, they can't even lie to their parents
Can I possibly get real?
How long can I sell?
Stop talking 'bout drugs on the telephone
Before the cops rape, please give me a beat
Twinkle twinkle little little star
He stays over there
One false move, I can be destroyed
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid
But I gotta sell dope till it happen
Spend more time with my son and my daughter
Throw that dope, anywhere
Stop fuckin' up, call me before you come
(You gotta hike the ball and just make something happen man)
Aiight
(I mean you know you might get tackled, you know what I'm saying?)
The Sheriff departments right down the block
Fly like lepord's

Pass the tabs the turnakit and syringes
Asking questions giving suggestions

Busted crack, criminal court
Get to crying and shit, Afroman sold it to me mommy
Before I have to go to jail
I avoid the cops, I use a decoy

Hurry up, pass the tabs, turnakit and syringes
Where I run, I don't care
They could never be my peers, sentence me twenty years
Pass the tabs the turnakit and syringes
Straight in to the woods camera

A police raid
(You see life is like football, you know what I'm saying?)
Cookin' crack up, dollar bills stacked up
Shining on my dope spot

You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a white boy
I'm so paranoid, now God lay me down to sleep
Before somebody go and snitch

The cocaine rockin' and the hood rats jockin'

Hope the cops don't backup, here they come man
Before I have to go to jail
Little little homie hold my gun
Maybe I oughta stop sellin' water