Zippa Castro - Days of Our Life

I was blazing a pipe, lurking late in the night
Coming for ya head like lice, I don't even think twice
I did a lot of wrong, I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
Yeah yeah
And I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
I did a lot of wrong I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life

I just be drinking, to stop me from thinking
Bout problems that pop up and jump of the deep end
I lurk in the blur that I call the weekend
I Face these demons, me and my pops are barely speaking
Squares know that life ain't fair, but we are fairly even
My stomach pudge reminisce on days I was barely eating
I'm trapped in my own thoughts, very rarely leaving
Been held down so long society like how dare he breathing
Four kids, a wife and a mortgage there's the reason
I don't chase the bag, I hold it for whole seasons
My friends dope heads snort pills until they nose leaking
Taking Sudafed to the head to stop my folks sneezing
Home grown with no home training We known heathens
The Misguided you trip, hollin you the truth Zip
Something bout loose lips, talk enough to sink cruise ships
Shorty was obsessed with meth now her tooth chipped
But I never judge you like you do zip

I was blazing a pipe, lurking late in the night
Coming for ya head like lice, I don't even think twice
I did a lot of wrong, I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
Yeah yeah
And I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
I did a lot of wrong I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life

I tried to leave rap alone, but y'all want more
Hear my kids feet taping on my hardwood floors
Spring up out the bed and rush to the door
Work call, can't slang dope like it was 2k4
Gotta give the fans what you paid for
Raw and uncut so they don't get bored
I'm dangerous like paul e but y'all ain't sure
Spilling liquor out my cup but y'all ain't pour
Brown bottle gang, love her round model frame
sure she gotta brain, but I done forgot her name
Record labels changed, so I ain't got a chain
My folks in the building but I ain't gotta gang
Strange, I just spit that flame, lotta fellas lame
Giving y'all the real like the rocafella dame
All I know is struggle all I know is pain
I got some big ole nuts and when they hang I let em swang

I was blazing a pipe, lurking late in the night
Coming for ya head like lice, I don't even think twice
I did a lot of wrong, I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
Yeah yeah
And I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life
I did a lot of wrong I ain't say that it's right
But these are the days of our life

My stomach rummbling all I ate was grits
Everyone told me that I would never be shit
I'm Just like my uncle i take a swig from the fifth
If I could have been anything I woulda been Zip
My stomach rummbling all I ate was grits
Everyone told me that I would never be shit
I'm Just like my uncle I take a swig from the fifth
If I could have been anything I woulda been Zip

Y'all been sleeping on me for way to long
It's about time I come back and got on yalls mother fucking ass
This right here is the 6 pack special tape
6 pack special you know what I'm saying
PTRA Part Time Rappers Association no country for old men coming real soon
Y'all fuck with me and my people, I do this shit
Y'all know who this is
It's Zippa Castro, The Savior, The Suburban Legend
The Freestyle Freak, all that shit you used to call me
I am him, I'm still him
Y'all know how I do it
Look it's 2019 and I'm still cha cha cha chea
You still love me
Ok ok
Let's get it

Written by:
Dustin Aucoin

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