Buggin'

The other day I saw a spider on my wall

I watched it crawl to the ceiling

Thought to myself, being small looked appealing

No billing receipts, just chilling and sleeping

Resting on the windowsill, creeping

But see the problem is, policy and politics

Always play a role no matter where you go or how you live

Some play the cut, some climb, other's reclining

Summertime, none of us outside when sun is shining

Come out at night you'll see what we talking about

**** spitting that finesse with flies all in they mouth

Be quiet as a mouse the moment that we hear one step

If you not light on your feet, you might get crushed next

Lucky to make it to a day, the way the murder rate was

Them people come, we getting sprayed, they might exterminate us

Wonder if hate is in their heart, or is it taught?

Then a daddy long leg dropped game between a cough

Ahem, ahem

Listen, by spinning a web

You could ditch these conditions and be winning instead

Told me tall tales of **** who fled

Never saw 'em again

Said they just busy or I ain't visit him yet

Type of shit that had me, itchin' my head

Conflicted in bed, rolled a spliff look like I twisted a dread, uh

Before I knew it, I was stitching a thread

Only God could predict where it led, and so I

Ease on down the Silk Road

Strutting like a pimp, better give me what I'm owed

Welcome to the big city, hit the kitchen where all the milk flows

**** swimming in a bowl of Cheerio's, I froze

Was bitten by a mosquito, don't mean to be a pest

But this is only the beginning, come and see the rest

An hour later, had a corner by the fridge

Threw a flick up for the fleas, show the homies how I live

And now I kick it with the beetles on the nightly

I wonder why it ain't too many out here like me

They must lazy, either that or want a hand out

I got like eight, still ain't even invite the fam out

Business is booming, there's rumors I'll expand now

Visions of moving like humans through this damn house

I'm hearing crickets, they hate, 'cause they can't speak the language

Said, "Boy you buggin', you'll be lucky if they leave you hanging"

The next morning, heard pots and pans clattering

A gut curdling scream, the fine china-

A finger pointed at me, there were tears in her eyes

In that moment realized, what we fear, we despise

They say the rise of a king always doubles the fall

Either pen or the sword, it's just luck of the draw

And the cards that we dealt wasn't shuffled at all

Man, it's a wild goose chase, got me ducking the law

I looked back to my hood before I could reconsider

Ended up under somebody big momma house slipper

A gust of wind, I shiver from the cold

Then I woke up to a tickle on my shoulder

I must be buggin', gotta be buggin' buggin' out

I must be buggin', gotta be buggin' buggin' out

You buggin' out yo, yo, yo

You buggin' out yo, yo, yo