I only act an asshole Why don't ya'll in back Let the man I can't what town this is But I know bill was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think about where to dump cop car I'm too slick, so fuck your I'm coolin in the corner with my pool stick My grandad must've 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 stereo ate all my tapes So babydoll, you better straighten up the Or you ain't make it with me All the way to Baton Call her mama, she make the pour On 94', too high to the billboard Got a at the Best Western The guy at the front looks like Les Nessman Hush now, not a Shut the door, and lay towel down run around and figure out what its all about While I try to find a cure for this mouth I track of the miles I run But the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the of my ski mask Roll till we get to the for the cheap gas Speed pass, Dodo I got my own lane, I don't wait for the So order up another plate of You talk so much, you makin my voice Dental floss of the glove box Radio locked on the rock With the mirrorball, From New York style Double parked of the court house The windchill got a big ol My fog all the windows up Take a break from the grapevines Fill the tank and then spank the lines Never make this mountain move, naw you're to lose But I knew that I could on you Next rounds on you (Is true?) Wash my sins off in the Caught this fish now, light the I only claim whats in my That's my crown and that's my Gotta wait till they the price 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 hang pain In the hall of Don't make me explain, that's my crown and my name
The pick pockets call me Ali I'm here to sell you some magic You might know me as Jacob and father Rest in peace and Sally Slaughter Its that ya'll