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