Cigarett Trips

[Intro] [Verse1: Teiji Mack] Excuse me Miss, can I call you Miss? Excuse me, miss, can i talk to you Miss? Excuse me Miss, i got enticed by ya lips If you let me lick sumn, I can Cool-J to this I kid, but I'm grown in this And of ya students, I'm not the popularist But I said my name is Teiji, and you can call me Teegee I'm not tryna holler, let ya guard down easy She said, I know about you, run with Demarcus and Jenks crew Got Raven on the track when you didn't even mean to She said not to call her Cola, I can call her Metro I said, that sounds ugly, she said, You're disrespectful I dont comment on how your hair needs a pick Or how you blush heavy from a compliment You never had a girl, but kissed a couple chicks I mean, you rap kinda well, but you still ain't ish, nigga She put a cig to her lips She said this represents the music I'm stuck with What you gon' do? Just stand around? Mean, what you gon' do? Go help her out Put her in her place where Wendy and Becky are It's in between the dope where the best connections form See, haters gon' hate, and haters gon' live And marry hater women, and have hater kids [Vamp] You late for registration young college kid Said you late for registration young college kid (repeat 4 times) [Hook] Aye shawty just put that cigarette down Can't you see that you a flower child? Aye shawty just put that cigarette down Can't you see that you're worth more now Aye shawty just put that cigarette down Can't you see how much it hurts your child? Shawty just put that cigarette down Can't you see that I'm grown now? Aye mama just put that cigarette down Can't you see how much it hurts your child? Aye mama just put that cigarette down Can't you see that I'm grown now [Pre-Verse] And they calling us some stone cold killers Where them hoes be pitching panties like them left out fielders And I hop up in the car and I ride with my niggas And its forget them other jiggas that don't ride with my niggas [Verse] We used to post up, Grape Fanta, a hundred for a dollar Fruties You would take me there, where the owner had an upstairs Full crib, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis Back then the buttons for the Hadouken, seemed limitless Pressing anything to hit a fatality It's a wonder why I never saw the drug life that you were balancing Used to get ice-cream on your daily salary It's a wonder why now, I can't count calories I still look up to you, even though you stand under me I mean, I am your son, that's how it's supposed to be I heard you're going back to college after all these years Heard you doing right after so many tears It seems like you grew complacent, trading fears for sins And it'll break me more, if you did more years I heard you pledging Zeta after all these years Think you should do Delta, they got a place in my heart Brownskin nubians, strong as hell, left their mark on a genius like me (and you know i love them Redz, like, you know i love them Redz) Brownskin nubians, strong as hell, left their mark on a genius like me (and you know i love them Redz, like, you know i love them Redz) [Hook] [Poem] The cognition of the creator is out of focus Fornicating with the very thought of being formally famous Or, being formally known as one of the geniuses who bought emotion to the open Resisting the temptations of Satan in the form of falsified reciprocation Or the form of an African-American/Asian That's my kryptonite Half of my generation seems to be worried about who's hoeing in the open The other half worried with driving a Ford Focus so they can focus to pick up hoes in the open I'm a nigga who always approaches new friendships with ease No ulterior motive Maybe I'm just that naive, partially colorblind It's a wonder why I never see how green it is on the other side Raised by pimps and thugs, I was told not to love and so I don't It's in my genetic code, these tendencies hard to control Where do you learn these things from? The thought of love and empathy Maybe I'll fine it under a bed, in a corner, in a box Next to a silver lighter and a blunt O.G. keep it thug, it's easy to talk about but hard to gain How are you supposed to be nice when all you know is pain Penetrating this posh thought because its permeable Or flammable, see they go hand and hand Most relationships static, because we don't get along [Introduction provided by Kayla St. Cloud] I'd like to introduce you to a MC by the name of Teiji Mack He spits that crack, and you can catch him at The Cornerstore of Ignorance and Souls N Substance Which is a spot where you can bring your friends And bath on the dopeness within Stimulating your mind, so you can stimulate hers Spread the word, 'cus this here ain't for the birds This her is teaching you to open that extra eye of yours So you can hear, and more importantly be heard My name is Kayla St. Cloud And I'd like to invite you to The Cornerstore If you break it, you buy it And don't be stealing nothing You know how y'all niggas get