Fallin' Off Da Deep End

Fesu

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    This go out to all you non-believin muthafuckas out there
    Thought a nigga was gon' fall off
    Peep it

    A lotta muthafuckas say I fell off
    Say Fesu lyrics went soft, say I'm jackin off
    But you don't know me
    I grew up in Acres Homes, then I moved to GP
    Purchased some Mars, then my Nuts got big, real big
    Then my dick got real hard
    Dopefiends had to pay
    Crumblin for papers, where there's a will there gots to be a way
    Hey, payday, payday, hoes screamin mayday
    This is my Sabbath, so I fuck through sunday
    And never let my shit bend
    Yeah, huh, I'm fallin off the deep end

    See, wack muthafuckas say I slipped
    Bust a lotta hoes in the mouth last year for talkin lip
    Threw them white boy Nikes off my feet, put on Ewings
    Cause in the 'Point, hoe, this is what I'm doing
    Rockin off breakbeats
    And cuttin up sheet rock for them geek freaks
    Fesu had to lay low
    For about 12 months I went incognito
    But now I'm back, bro, yeah, I'm down with Death Row
    But this a Greenspoint show
    And this is how we kick it fuck you non-believers
    You hoes just dick-teasers
    Him ain't the brother you should get with
    Be glad your brother wrote another hit
    But what you start, you gotta end
    Fool, I'm fallin off the deep end

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    I guess I gotta suck my own dick to prove I can make a hit
    Aw shit, I'm 'bout to have a fuckin fit
    Fuck yeah, I'm local
    So deejay, spin my instrumental, them hoes don't play my vocal
    A nigga had to jack a groove
    Just to get his shit played cause my dreads ain't got a fade
    Cause when my records were gettin played
    I wasn't rich, hell naw, I didn't have it made
    Fell in love with this bitch back in '86
    The only feelings I got her suckin my nigga's dick
    I don't trust a muthafucka
    Or his sister or his brother or his crack-smokin uncle
    I can't stand them white folks, I cannot stress it enough
    By puttin your ass in some handcuffs
    You wouldn't worry till I started makin money
    But I can't be faded, muthafucka, I'm down with the 20

    Yeah
    And I'm fallin off the deep end

    TK
    Kick it

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