I act like an asshole Why don't ya'll in back Let the man I can't tell what this is But I know that was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think about where to this cop car I'm too slick, so fuck bullshit I'm coolin in the with my custom pool stick My grandad played the jazz When I bleed you can my heartbeat snap All around the world, its the bar Wishin that the jukebox had Gangstarr to state, I chase fate But my ate all my favorite tapes So babydoll, you better up the attitude Or you ain't make it with me All the way to Baton Call her mama, she make the pour On 94', too to read the billboard Got a room at the Western The guy at the front desk like Les Nessman Hush now, not a Shut the door, and lay your towel Ya'll run around and figure out what its all 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 till we get to the for the cheap gas Speed pass, Millenium I got my own lane, I wait for the popo So up another plate of oysters You so much, you makin my voice hurt Dental floss inside of the box locked on the classic rock With the mirrorball, Escape New York style Double parked outside of the house The windchill got a big ol My fog all the windows up a break from the rotten grapevines Fill the tank and spank the state lines Never make this mountain move, naw bound to lose But I that I could count on you Next rounds on you (Is true?) Wash my off in the rain Caught fish now, light the flame I claim whats in my veins That's my and that's my name Gotta wait till they the price Before you a life But we can spend the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can hang pain In the hall of Don't make me explain, that's my crown and my name
The pick call me Ali Baba I'm here to sell you magic water You know me as Jacob and Malcom's father Rest in peace Eyedea and Slaughter Its like that