The title is a play of words of Sublime's album "40 ounces to freedom. One of our favorite albums. After getting over 5 felonies, this song was written to touch base on the subject.
lyrics
Chorus:
My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub.My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom.
Verse1:
Butch cassidy, the cartridge family. shoot outs in broad day, straight insanity. I aint afraid of showing them how it goes. They six feet deep in the dirt with head stones. I let go. Brrrat, they tell tho, rrrats. Kill a snitch boy, the meaning of boom/bap. bebop a cop, leave his head chopped like blocks. I like brains me and her having them long talks. she aint a smoker, telling me that its social. The next thing I know she blow the O up. I supply the brittany like Im Sosa. Comatose the top of the Testarosa. Soon as her man gone, I move in like sand storms. In ever hole Im looking to slam bone like dominoes. She a brick house like the commodores. I love green, Im popeye, she straight Olive oil
Chorus:
My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub.My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom.
Verse2:
Im 5 felonies away from my freedom, Never joined them I decided to beat em. Its killing season, all rhyme and no reason. Unload the whole clip and they stop breathing. these hoes and pros when they start skeezin, the nose candy got em open and sneezing, we going home, they getting ready for beatings. I beat a girl down, she part of my world now. Im going down my facial is pearl bond. Im a nympho-maniac. throw backs and snap backs, bring the 80's back. smashing thunder cats. Girl your beautiful, aint nothin new to you, but the difference is, we got the chemistry. lets get together we can mix it all up, before Im locked up or your man pop up.
Chorus:
My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub.My paper slow, I need a raise it up. got things for the low, you need to pay to puff. if you ain't got dough, don't say wassup just shoot me to flow and take the dub. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom. Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from freedom, Five felonies from my freedom.
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