N Da Closet

5:30 in the morning and I haven't been to sleep

A pair of raggedly ass prowings on my feet

Ten dollars in my pocket and now I'm on the creep

To the double-up spot cos the shit is comin cheap

It's 1984 and the rocks is all fat

Southern california, la is where it's at

I'm smokin like a motherfuckin choo-choo train

Big cocaine inside my brain, aah

But nobody knows that I'm on the hype

Use to be in cream, well now I hit the pipe

Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin

No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend

I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap

And I sold everything but my motherfuckin gat

I got a habit like a rabbit and I wanna stop it

But I can't cos I'm locked 'n da closet

Bridge:

Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life

Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life

Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life

Listen homey

No rehabilitation, no wantin to talk to...

Doin crimes on every fuckin place I can walk to

I still get props in the hood when I stroll by

Cos niggas don't know that I'm smokin like popeye

Mama's in the kitchen cookin rice

Daddy's in the pen doin life

Sister gotta husband, she's a wife

And I'm in the backyard hittin the pipe

It's been three or four months since I started usin

It's a uphill battle and now I know I'm losin

I go to the spots where my face ain't familiar

And I cook here jack cos I don't know these niggas

I'm livin like a peasant and it ain't pleasant

I think I need to change my direction

I got the five dollar piece now I'm all in the carpet

In the dark cos I'm locked 'n da closet

Chorus:

Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell

Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin to hell

Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah

One year done passed and now I'm lookin dusty

Disgusted because my own mama don't trust me

My sister's on the trip cos she knows I'm on the hit

And I can't take this shit

There's a rumour goin round that I'm puffin heavily

And my neighbours is lookin at me crazy, g

I guess they figured out that I broke in they house

And stole all they shit while they was out

My sister told my aunt and my aunt told pam

And pam let it slip to that bitch roxanne

Roxanne told bill and bill told duke

Now the whole hood knows that I play the flute

But before I lost my respect

I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet, shit!

Now I'm back to life, yeah I'm back to reality

Ain't no side effects or technicalities

There's one thing about it when your life is fucked

At the bottom the only way to go is up, aah

No more cocaine bitches

I kick the door off the motherfuckin hinges

I'm out the closet *screaming*

Chorus:

Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell

Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin to hell

Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it

Let em have it

Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell

Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin to hell

Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah