Charles Hussle - my.mothers.house

Grey poupon
Bel-Air suites and Avian
Shawty want the chicken confit
I want filet mignon
Fettucini
Razor clams
Drawn butter
Lobster tails
This the lone story of Pistol Pete
Turned a mobster tale
Lil Pete liked to let off
He popped his gat a lot
Four
Five niggas who loyal
They pass the strap a lot
Thirteen houses
A shitty street what they die about
But Lil Pete had ambition
His momma raised him right
Ruined by an absent father
and what he'd see at night
School teacher during day
Turn a fiend a night
His block fish grease
He can't even see him momma spot
Cause if he at his momma house
This beef'll get his momma shot
Couch to couch surfing
But staying low isn't easy
He burnt it off with Man Man
Niggas feeling uneasy
Heard a lick about his mans
Couple pounds and a TV
Little coke and some freebies
I promise this shit is easy
But Pete wasn't pussy
He the first to start cheesing
They load up to ride
Live loads
And start creeping
Approach the back door
Peeked the window and they seen it
Three dudes
Smoking weed
Playing madden
Drinking dirty
They gonna come up on this lick
Buy a mercy that's for certain
He load up to kick
He load up to kick
In sync
They bust the hinges right up off that bitch
Fore' he run into the crib
He see the barrel of the stick
Brain matter on black champ
Pool of blood
Pursuing these drugs like fragments
The past tense
Bloody hands just can't save you
It's all pitiful
Pete stood shell-shocked
Hand cocked
The barrel switch to him
He turn Hancock
Six shot off
He rips dude shirt open
He's running
Running
Sirens in the background
He gotta get back home
He ran for two hours
Through cuts
Hid in bathrooms
Till he see his momma house
Break in his momma window
Sleep on his momma couch
He wash up
Burn his clothes and
Pray for the best
Chunks of skull in his hair
Thought he combed through the rest
He laughed himself asleep
But cried himself awake
He went to get some wraps just to smoke the day away
They screamed pussy right before they took his life away
At least we can say that they took his pain away

Written by:
Jonathan Ray, Malcolm Richardson

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