I'm Burnt (Feat. Problem)
Annotate (Chorus)
I'm burnt. Everybody sayin' I'm burnt
Nigga you should see when I'm turnt
Homie I'm burnt, burnt, burnt the fuck out
Ya'll ready know what I'm 'bout
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
Fuck you know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
And the whole god damn world keep tellin' me that I'm burnt
Verse 1 (Kurupt)
I'm coming in and am getting it like what it do
Me, Daz, Terasflop, Problem, Snoop
System bumping, nothing coming through, put two
Cuz the hoes lil close, somthin' to do (to do)
So many ways to do
see mees coming turnt out, burnt out in two
Gangster shit with the nina way at least, the grand
Daz by my side, he the close in hand (What Up)
That's Com-town-pee, elected Compton official foreign MC
Gang bang cruise on, get my mobile goose on
'peals in great gruthon, luthon eight
Wait, of, off, high, this is how we do it every time we roll by
Alcoholic, toxigenic, tonic, apple vodka
go shove it on Obama, off Obama, and now I'm burnt
(Chorus)
I'm burnt. Everybody sayin' I'm burnt
Nigga you should see when I'm turnt
Homie I'm burnt, burnt, burnt the fuck out
Ya'll ready know what I'm 'bout
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
Fuck you know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
And the whole god damn world keep tellin' me that I'm burnt
Verse 2 (Problem)
It's Eazy like E when you coupe so roofless
no time for haters, I just hit them with the deuces
I see hoes there, what up with introducing
cuz all ya'll tight, I'm just looking for the loosest
Meet me on Sunday, everybody Tuesday
meet your friend Wednesday, everybody Thursday
Find out Friday they both get pissed
Saturday with me up, then I'ma get flipped!
There's one hit of this, got you going like Trish
strap a seatbelt when you're riding on this
I'ma fuck your head up, first lick your own damn
gotta Beat It, real Bad, now Mike's looking down
Word's all out that I'm burnt, thirsty tonight
so the pussy I slurp
Yo' man ain't home, I don't need to get lurk
cuz ima soda pop that till mofucka squirt. You dig?
(Chorus)
I'm burnt. Everybody sayin' I'm burnt
Nigga you should see when I'm turnt
Homie I'm burnt, burnt, burnt the fuck out
Ya'll ready know what I'm 'bout
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
Fuck you know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
You know why I'm burnt, cuz I got that fire
And the whole god damn world keep tellin' me that I'm burnt
You can smell marijuana on me
take out a gas-on roll it on E
One more sipper, hit and I'm gone
ain't no telling no shit that I'm on
You can smell marijuana on me
ain't gotta gas so I'm rollin on E. One more sipper
hit and I'm gone. Now I need someone to take home
(Chorus)
Compositores: James Carson Chamberlain (Chamberlain Carson), Ricardo Emmanuel Brown Jr (Brown Ricardo Emmanuel), Terrace Jahmal Martin
ECAD: Obra #16943686