Treat Me Like White Tees - Brazen Grimm

It's been hard wakin up Wakin up to the truth, I've been so blind Culdn't see for love, no Tried my best to ignore it Wish the pain away, (away) But just like tomorrow, It's coming round again So darling please don't treat me like a fool, It's been hard enough for me, Getting over you, So darling please don't treat me like you do I'll be damned if I'm gonna let ya Damned if I don't forget ya, So please, don't treat me... like a fool (Hmmmm hmmmmm) Thought I gave you the best But it wasn't enough, You took advantage, Of my trusting heart Tried my best to forgive (ohh) Did my best to forget I'm done with the tears, And there are no regrets So darling please don't treat me like a fool, It's been hard enough for me, getting over you So darling please don't treat me like you do (listen to me baby) I'll be damned if I'm gonna let ya (oh let ya) Damned if I don't forget ya, (forget ya) I know I'll be reaching out To touch you in the night, Holding on to the memories, Coz you're not here to hold me tight, You lied when you told, me it hurt to be apart When all the lying you're doing, Is in someone else's arms Please don't treat me like a fool (Don't treat me like a fool) (No no) it's been hard enough for me (Hard enough) getting over you, So darling please don't treat me like you do (Don't you treat me like a fool) I'll be damned if I'm gonna let ya (ohh let ya) Damned if I don't forget ya (forget ya) So please don't treat me... like a fool (Hmmmmm hmmmmm)

Well, just because I'm in my teens And I still go to school Don't think that I dream childlish dreams I'm nobody's fool Don't mother me - that makes me wild And please don't treat me like a child It's often said that youngsters should be seen and not be heard But I want you to realize that is quite absurd Don't wanna be so meek and mild So, please don't treat me like a child Gonna be my own adviser 'Cause my mind's my own Then I will be much the wiser My opinion of you has got to be known The best years of my life I know are those when I am young And since I'm sure that this is so Gonna have my fun So, if I feel like running wild Well, please don't treat me like a child Gonna be my own adviser 'Cause my mind's my own Then I will be much the wiser My opinion of you has got to be known The best years of my life I know are those when I am young And since I'm sure that this is so Gonna have my fun So, if I feel like running wild Well, please don't treat me like a child Don't ever treat me like a child

Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly A Warren G production sits in the tape deck As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit Just, listen and recline for a spell Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah) Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air Ahh, Indosmoke Pass me the joint so I can take a toke 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide Woo!, hey now ya know Inhale, exhale with my flow Breakaway, come again like this The LB to the C two times to miss Cuz if you do, you break you get broke Me and Mista G and the indosmoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke Fee, fi, foe, really doe I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp Freakin, seekin new lands without transport Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport I never feel stressed and that's the realist Just a proper herb for my chronic illness Please, let me go on with my day Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J Ooh, I think I'm in love Astounded from what it did sended me far above On a fly cloke I can brag for days You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke Ignition to remission blast off through the cos Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause I sonic boom when I return back to earth Birth of a new rhyme will take no time I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke Then gain composure, compose a symphony From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely Combining lick the linings vaula A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213 Yeah, you know what I'm sayin 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey) I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah) I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah) He's engineering this, check it out You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house We hooked up with some people from West Covina My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah Are you high yet? Are you high yet? Are ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?) Nigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up) I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up) Oh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey