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​Growing Up

This song is by E-40 and appears on the album Tha Hall of Game (1996).

"I'm a little mannish motherfucker
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana, but now I'm selling yola.."

(E-40)
Here take a swig of this bourbon
Hit that, hit that baby
Aight dude... ay who who's foolin right there? (Who dat?)
Aight nigga ay get down nigga ... {*gunfire starts going off*}
AY NIGGA GET DOWN NIGGA! Ay nigga GET DOWN NIGGA (Shit!)

Wuh, we about
Seventy-five extra mail mannish hard-headed hoodlum-ass niggaz
On the dopetrack workin overtime full of fuckin' 'D' (D!)
Runnin' through somewhere in the neighborhood
Of about seven-hundred thousand in illegal narcotics
Generatin through mah street, a week
Why motherfuckers gotta ask me how I'm doin' if I'm all right?
When a motherfucker's starvin and strugglin
Even on my hip pretty much needlin and jugglin
There STILL ain't gonna never be enough lovin'!
I'm tired of rippin and runnin', dodgin and duckin bullets
I KNOW MY TIME IS COMIN' - death is on me bad
The walls is closin in, I wish I had a dad
But left when I was ten, so moms is all I had
And she was there for me until I ran away from the pad
And now she disowned me and she don't claim me
Reverend wouldja put some blessin oil on my head
Before I end up dead, gall bladder full of lead - scared
I guess a hard-head make a soft-ass (??)
I ain't gon' last if I keep fuckin' with this fast life

Chorus: E-40 and Lil' E (repeat 2X)

He would grow up to be nothin' but a hoodlum
Or either in jail, or someone would shoot him, UH
(He would grow up to be nuttin but a hoodlum
Or either in jail, or someone would shoot him)

(E-40)
Ah, I page my ties even though the money's filthy
Don't wanna go to church, because I feel guilty
Nope - I DON'T WANNA DIE - 'cause when the preacher preach the gospel
I BE READY TO CRY - up in the Church of Pentecostal
I don't think I'ma make it to see twenty-five
Till I wash my hands and come clean
Shit I'll be hella happy if I can just live to see sixteen
No life to give for that nastiness
As a rebellious disobedient-ass problem child
He's easily influenced - hangin' around the wrong crowd
I'm willin' to do almost anything,
Whatever it takes to make my allowance
I'm on prescription medication, chemically off-balance
Got me snatchin up (??), pickin' up hits
Pick-pickin' indo's (do's), and pullin licks

(Lil' E)
But daddy? (Yes son) Tie my shoes (okay) lace me up (uh)
Hook me up, like a tow-track maaaaan (aight)
Ear-hustlin, make like a pampered suck-up game-a-saur (what?)
When it comes to this thang man I'm conniseur (conniseur)
I read through the punk registry in the Robb Report (what?)
I come off like dat
Grew up around slick talkers (ah)
A pa-a poppin' con artists (what?)
Go straight to the (??) and get a bad leather jacket
(??) (??) Bankrupt!

(E-40)
Boy you...
Like you when I was younger
But I got my life together and I bettered myself as I got older
Na-uh now I entertain (entertain) a sss-uh, a-smeb rover (a smeb rover)
Street smarts with a degree and a diploma

(E-40)
Ah give it to me, uh...
Uh...
Uh...
Come on, uh...
Give it to me, uh...