I only act like an Why don't ya'll stay in Let the man I can't tell town this is But I know bill was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think where to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so your bullshit I'm in the corner with my custom pool stick My grandad played the jazz When I you can hear my heartbeat snap All around the world, its the bar that the jukebox had some Gangstarr State to state, I fate But my stereo ate all my favorite So babydoll, you straighten up the attitude Or you ain't gonna it with me All the way to Rouge Call her mama, she make the pour On 94', too high to the billboard Got a room at the Best The guy at the front desk looks like Les now, not a sound Shut the door, and lay your 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 Took a sip through the hole of my ski till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas Speed pass, Millenium I got my own lane, I don't wait for the So order up plate of oysters You talk so much, you makin my voice floss inside of the glove box Radio locked on the rock With the mirrorball, Escape New York style Double parked of the court house The windchill got a big ol My breath fog all the up a break from the rotten grapevines Fill the tank and then the state lines Never this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose But I knew I could count on you Next on you (Is that true?) Wash my off in the rain this fish now, light the flame I only claim whats in my That's my crown and that's my Gotta wait till they slash the Before you catch a But we can half the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can your pain In the of fame make me explain, that's my crown and thats my name
The pick pockets me Ali Baba I'm here to sell you some water You might know me as Jacob and father in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter Its like ya'll