I only act an asshole Why don't ya'll stay in Let the man I can't what town this is But I that bill was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think where to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so fuck bullshit I'm coolin in the corner with my pool stick My grandad played the jazz I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap All around the world, its the bar Wishin that the had some Gangstarr State to state, I fate But my stereo ate all my tapes So babydoll, you better up the attitude Or you gonna make 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 Western The guy at the front desk like Les Nessman now, not a sound Shut the door, and lay towel down Ya'll run and figure out what its all about While I try to find a cure for cotton mouth I track of the miles 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 Speed pass, Dodo I got my own lane, I don't for the popo So order up another plate of You talk so much, you makin my voice floss inside of the glove box Radio on the classic rock the mirrorball, Escape From New York style Double parked of the court house The got a big ol butt My breath fog all the up a break from the rotten grapevines Fill the tank and then spank the lines Never this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose But I knew I could count on you rounds on you (Is that true?) Wash my sins off in the Caught this fish now, light the I claim whats in my veins That's my crown and that's my wait till they slash the price Before you catch a But we can spend the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can hang your In the hall of Don't make me explain, that's my crown and my name
The pockets call me Ali Baba I'm here to sell you some magic You might know me as Jacob and father Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Its that ya'll