Biboa’s Theme (Clean)

By Proof

On Searching For Jerry Garcia (Clean)

Released on August 9, 2005

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[Intro]

La-la la-la la-la la-la

Protect yourself

Da-da-da

Goodbye, D12


[Verse 1]

****, no seeds, last year Cannabis Cup

A druggie that mind hasn't been damaged enough

With danglin' nuts, I lust for angels to ****

My cannon is tucked, move fast, I panic and bust

Brain burnt out like a mechanical clutch

I'm too schizophrenic to touch

A scandalous bunch, don't gamble with trust

Scammin' for bucks, pink candy deluxe out, mishandlin' *****

After a show bring all my fans on a bus

Next city, leave 'em dizzy, stranded and stuck

Hangin' in clubs like blacks in slavery

Gats we aim and squeeze at acts of bravery

Maybe P is bouncin' off of Shady lead

Can barely add, but still got A.D.D. (What I say?)

Work the do' neighbor, play for keeps

I ain't gotta say **** so the AK shall speak


[Chorus]

To whom it may concern, this planet is ******

Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff

Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs

Man, it's been rough, but **** I don't plan to give up, uhh


[Verse 2]

Speakin' at AA meetings while intoxicatеd

Trainin' a arm-less fighter to box in Vegas

Plot with hatеrs to kill me on my block for later

Havin' free phone sex with operators

Next Grammys, your man P is rockin' Gators

Leavin' full with rabbit ears, I'm a pocket raider

Every block invade us, all cops is traitors

Any hood thief hands get burnt like hot potatoes

The hardest mayor that boycott garbage sayers

Thinkin' outside the box like Harvard Squares

Wild like Ben Wallace hair

Hate the ****** that ain't spitters blow up off market favors (You!)

So from now on I'm startin' terror

Ayo, God, here I come, tell 2Pac to wait up


[Chorus]

To whom it may concern, this planet is ******

Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff

Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs

Man, it's been rough, but **** I don't plan to give up, uhh


[Verse 3]

Got Young Famous that handle any further glory

Fix my son a lunch for school so he'll murder for me

Readin' Pac and Pun tags up in purgatory

Waitin' to get in heaven or "Grimey," that's word to N.O.R.E

Anything you heard before me

Hah, it's simple like a street life suburban story

Turn my poor peeps into murkers for beef

Who the **** is Jerry? I'm searchin' for weed

And why did God make all these worthless MC's?

Still tryin' to find out for what purpose they breathe

My pops hit the **** and then he birthed a new breed

I hit bad ******* raw 'cause it's worth the disease

Hate the Ku Klux Klan, they abuse curtains and sheets

And I need 'em at home, but that's a personal peeve

The pills is still purple indeed

And I'm screamin' loud as hell "**** the Earth!" when I leave


[Chorus]

To whom it may concern, this planet is ******

Life had been hard so far, I just managed to bluff

Scandal and drugs got my hands in some cuffs

Man, it's been rough, but **** I don't plan to give up, uhh