I act like an asshole Why don't ya'll stay in Let the man I can't tell town this is But I know that bill was a Hye bartender, a top jar think about where to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so fuck your I'm coolin in the corner with my custom stick My grandad played the jazz When I bleed you can hear my snap All around the world, its the bar that the jukebox had some Gangstarr State to state, I fate But my ate all my favorite tapes So babydoll, you straighten up the attitude Or you ain't gonna make it me All the way to Rouge Call her mama, she make the milk On 94', too high to the billboard Got a room at the Best The guy at the desk looks like Les Nessman Hush now, not a Shut the door, and lay towel down Ya'll run around and figure out what its all While I try to a cure for this cotton mouth I track of the miles I run But the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the of my ski mask till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas Speed pass, Dodo I got my own lane, I don't for the popo So up another plate of oysters You talk so much, you makin my hurt floss inside of the glove box Radio locked on the rock With the mirrorball, Escape New York style parked outside of the court house The got a big ol butt My fog all the windows up Take a break from the rotten 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 fish now, light the I only claim in my veins my crown and that's my name Gotta wait till slash the price Before you a life But we can half the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can hang pain In the of fame Don't me explain, that's 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 Eyedea and Sally Slaughter Its like that