District Songtext
von OverDoz.

Just think about it
Don′t pray
Don't wish
Just think
Just think about it
I don′t meditate
I medicate
I got two roaches on me
Like, there's gonna be a lot of roaches

Rollin', sliding, rollin′, sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin', sliding, rollin′, sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding


You don′t remember me? Old chirp number
More ticks than six gold Rolexes
Districts, rollin' in the summer with the homies
Top down like, the top down like
What that shit do though?
You and your niggas is zines, me and all my niggas is Gs
Life gets worse before it gets better like your girl in the shoppies
Don′t give a fuck or lie, that's the code I live by
Survive two drive-bys
In front of my house, don't see me cryin′
Still think about you when I get turnt
Less time, more groupies that′s earned
Can't wait ′til I get my shit together
Wait 'til I get my shit together

Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding
Rollin′, sliding, rollin', sliding

You can tell when a nigga be meltin'
I be like, "That′s nice, what is that, velvet?"
My flow is measured in Kelvin
Could lecture a reverend and make an impression
′Cause the shit I be readin' could make me think up a thesis
That′ll encourage your thinkin', that′s why they scared of me eatin'
They know I rock for my people, they want our history sequenced
But I refuse to let it, I′m as ignant as all the presses
You say no to drugs, well I can't like Juicy J
Nor the pussy, nor to the club, I'm human
Just from another unit in time where all the unrighteous are muted
Livin′ in a false reality, everybody′s computing


I'm with the homies in the District
(Rollin′, slidin', rollin′, slidin')
I′m with the homies in the District
(Rollin', slidin', rollin′, slidin′)
I'm with the homies in the District
(Rollin′, slidin', rollin′, slidin')

Ignorin′ my two exes, they thirsty like two Xs
These streets is so infected, nevertheless, I'm still connected
Got hoes tryna give me directions, but I never get lost
So I use my cross to shield my thoughts
'Til all these fuck niggas give me my props
We floss, from the Fox Hills Mall to the Sloth
Since super mall, bruisin′ all, who′s involved?
We're plottin′ on stoppin' us reachin′ the top
These hoes ain't got nothin′ on moms
I'm tryna get mine until I got hoes in the drop
So don't ever stop, try and just hit ′em and drop

Nah, the uh, the Lady of Liberty, what′s it called?
Statue of Liberty, it's closed off, huh?
So where you can′t, like
I wanna go there shroomed out
'Cause I don′t wanna have to do the car at all
You want me to record you?
Yeah