Lyrics:
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
I keep a couple bands on me
I had to get 'em by my lonely
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck
chili beans
At Jim's or Jack's or John's or Gene's
Then take my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Why risk my life when that Smokey Joe's
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you aint know
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my
packing a remedy
Revel in Rap, Revenant, backpack with a pen up in each hand
Never pin my style down, wrestlers
Westside with both hands
I'm Ambidextrous
interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures
Of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams & Mendel Rivers
To eat hog
done
Make it disappear.
If I could leave, I'd be gone,
But that's just one more thing done wrong
By this small town favorite son.
[Verse 2]
By fall
you'd've taken me with you wherever you went
They talk all night and they talk all day
Not for a minute, do I believe anything they say
I'm gon' bring
the milk-white hand,
And by the leylan sleeve,
He's lain her down upon her back
And asked no man's leave.
With me roo-run-rority ri-run-rority ri-no-ority-an.
When I arrive eyes wide fired up
Tried not to slide and let the side down
Now the plane's on the ground
I'll find a good profession
It's 1957
Yo, listen
For the corrupt mob, John Cena, Trademarc, listen
I embarrass MC's who touch the mic with me
That's why they never holla when it's
mean?
They hoo-ride, steady dippin'
[DO OR DIE]
Back into my neighborhood, stop at daytime
Get a bag of chips and a dollar whine
Roll down Greenleaf,
lib)Gather in and get down
(add lib)Gather in and get down
So much energy, so much force
Movin to the rhythm rockin till my voice gets sore
Bust now, where'd
I'd rather be romancing
She had me Inside Out And Upside Down in the back of my Cortina*
Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick
(Parody of CARS by Gary Numan)
had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up
Closed the door and left me
Blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although i search myself
It's always someone else i see
I'd just allow
your girl went down an sucked ma dick
Done things that you can't dream
Ain't got the balls, me I went full steam
Picadilly picked up, came by train
Ain't
and the moon was right
The ? was really perked off the Red Zone
I was in my MPV, I was all alone
A lot of out-of-town people asking me for
My John Hancock
and by
You're just fifteen I'm twenty two
Joni I just can't wait for you
Soon I left our little home town
Got me a job and tried to settle down
But her
my time, cause my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm
Just give me the summertime of your love I wanna drown
Before this rising tide tears me from you
John F Kennedy he had Jackie by his side
In a motorcade
somewhere along the road
I said I'd like to slow it down just one time
I'd like to go one more round and know what I know now
I ran into my old friend John
There's something in the way
If he's not catching waves
At sundown
I don't know what to say
He said he'd be this way
By sundown
So you pick up your
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
the gift shop by the lake that bled blue rivers full of rain
And truth was stretched like clingfilm
Over a john of the kind they have by the Autobahns
And I
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