N da Closet Songtext
von Coolio

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 ′cause 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 'cause I′m locked in da closet

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
′Cause 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 got a 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 'cause 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 ′cause I'm locked ′n da closet

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 'cause 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

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