I only act like an Why ya'll stay in back Let the man I can't tell what this is But I that bill was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta about where to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so your bullshit I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool My must've played the jazz When I bleed you can my heartbeat snap All the world, its the same bar that the jukebox had some Gangstarr State to state, I fate But my stereo ate all my tapes So babydoll, you better up the attitude Or you ain't gonna it with me All the way to Baton Call her mama, she the milk pour On 94', too high to read the Got a at the Best Western The guy at the front desk looks like Les Hush now, not a Shut the door, and lay your down Ya'll run around and out what its all about While I try to find a cure for cotton mouth I keep track of the I run But the flask, say Southside, son a sip through the hole of my ski mask Roll we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas pass, Millenium Dodo I got my own lane, I don't for the popo So order up another of oysters You talk so much, you my voice hurt floss inside of the glove box Radio on the classic rock With the mirrorball, From New York style Double parked outside of the court The got a big ol butt My breath fog all the up Take a break the rotten grapevines Fill the tank and spank the state lines Never make mountain move, naw you're bound to lose But I knew that I count on you Next rounds on you (Is true?) my sins off in the rain Caught this now, light the flame I only claim in my veins That's my crown and that's my Gotta wait till they slash the Before you a life But we can half the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just if its all a game, you can hang your pain In the of fame Don't make me explain, my crown and thats my name
The pick pockets me Ali Baba I'm here to you some magic water You might know me as and Malcom's father Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Its like that