Seventeen Lyrics & Chords By Buck 65

This one's goin' out to all of those that don't know me,
Yo my name is rich defry and I got bigger fish to fry.
I got to pay the rent and go to work,
Brush my teeth and rake the leaves,
And buy some parts for my bike. this ain't the land of make-believe.
I know that burnin' bridges down will never see the end of traffic,
Still I think we're representin' different sets of demographics.
I mean, for starters right, I finished university
And in the end I hope that you appreciate diversity.
Universally, I keep the ill shit in my arsenal.
I hate r&b but it ain't nothin' personal.
Yaknahmsayin'? for example,
Not everyone out there likes to organize confusion either, so what?
The point is there's lots of different ways for beats and rhymes to go,
And I left the playground shit behind a long time ago.
I've over twenty-five and ain't nobody stuck with me,
So take it or leave it man, why you wanna fuck with me?
It makes no sense, unless of course it's jealousy,
From disconnected mcs that ain't doin' as well as me.