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Coolio It Takes A Thief N Da Closet 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 cos 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 cos i'm locked 'n da closet Bridge: Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life 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 Cos 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 gotta 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 cos 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 cos i'm locked 'n da closet Chorus: 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 cos 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 *screaming* Chorus: 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 |
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