Cataracts (Explicit)

Cataracts (Explicit) - Freddie Gibbs/Madlib

Lyrics by：Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson

Composed by：Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson

Yeah yeah

Chillin' in my uh uh

Chillin' in my chillin' in my uh

Chillin' in my chillin' in my uh

Chillin' in my chillin' in my uh

Old school

Chevy thang Cadillac

Smokin' on that good good

Good for my cataracts

F**kin' up this bad food

Fast food gettin' fat

Nine extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

Livin' la vida broke-a

F**kin' these smokers up and baggin' crack

Antonio Montana dream

Mama wasn't havin' that

N***as ain't know no better

We f**k 'em and pass 'em

We was passin' rats

B***h you wet my 'wood up

Dry my s**t off 'fore you pass it back

B***h pass it back pass the act'

Codeine got me passin' out

Crown mix it with cranberry

Tryna see what that about

'Member we hit that lick and tied up them

Crips in that Atlanta house

Had to smoke that n***a that came

Along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out

Seem like my actions was devil sin

I can't sympathize

F**k generation next this generation genocide

Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide

To me the guy that lie is the black man personified

Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth

Should he come knockin' at the door of your home

You know for death

Knew the Lord was in the room when

My daughter took her first breath

Cold turkey on the d**e had to gain the knowledge of self

Now myself in my old school

Chevy thang Cadillac Cadillac

Good good

Good for my cataracts cataracts

Bad food

Fast food gettin' fat

Nine extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

I'm chillin' in my old school

Chevy thang Cadillac

Smokin' on that good good

Good for my cataracts

F**kin' up this bad food

Fast food gettin' fat

Nine extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

Livin' la vida broke-a

F**kin' these smokers up and baggin' crack

Antonio Montana dream

Mama wasn't havin' that

N***as ain't know no better

We f**k 'em and pass 'em

We was passin' rats

B***h you wet my 'wood up

Dry my s**t off 'fore you pass it back

Wish I could put that p***y off in my pockets

I would leave with that

Hit my after your cycle

I need that p***y with no string attached

Fiendin' to get it won't hit it against my religion

A n***a won't bleed for that

You lucky enough to get you a n***a with morals

You needed to heed to that

Turkey bacon b***h like my toast buttered on both sides

Chevy dipped in liquid c*****e my Casper the ghost ride

I let some people go from my company and they sold out

I know that they jumpin' straight into hell

I pray that they nosedive

Mama said don't leave out the house

If you ain't got Jesus with you

Last supper you might get f**ked

By n***as that's eatin' with you

Side b***h was trippin'

I f**ked but won't spend the evening with her

My baby mama switched up her diet

I'ma go vegan with her

Father please deliver us n***as carnivorous n***as

I walk amongst the dumb deaf

And blind and them frivolous n***as

And d**e rap and basketball punchin' a ticket for n***as

You put it in the book then

I guess you done hid it from n***as

I'm chillin' in my old school

Chevy thang Cadillac

Smokin' on that good good

Good for my cataracts

F**kin' up this bad food

Fast food gettin' fat new s**t

Mashallah rest in peace to Tha Jacka

Paradise the next life I'll see you in the hereafter

I'm in that ebony instagram

My n***a was mad I ain't smashin'

N***a I don't need you for the feature

Really don't f**k with no rapper

I don't got no problem with these

N***as wearin' they dresses and skirts

When you pop up with an opinion

And drag your name through the dirt

On the day of judgement n***as gon' pay for they dirt

Including me

Couldn't push my boat through the

Lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt

Uncle was smokin' that work

Can't come in the crib I serve you through the gate

Smell the d**e off in the air

Jimmy Duggan shake and bake

Used to walk a dog with H

In and out empire state

'68 Chevalle don't need no bentley truck or f**kin' wraith

2014 addicted to lean

I was depressed as f**k

Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own n***as set me up

And if they knock me down

I wonder would one of my n***as help me up

Pockets they finger-lickin'

They honey kettle chicken breaded up

B***h get your bread up b***h

I say my pockets they finger-lickin'

Honey kettle chicken breaded up b***h

That s**t

Really trust me

Begain

Oohh this they no s**t

Madlib that new s**t

Making no no came

Oh

Let that s**t ride out

You better pray twice n***a