Lyrics:
Damn Nasty Absurdities
14:18
Try My Angle
It’s Mr Managements
Lemme tell you 'bout DNA
Always on stage inside the rave
Have to get paid with no delay
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
car)
What a sight (sight) you are (are)
Think I know somewhere we can park
After dark
System up with the top down
Got the city on lockdown
Drive
car)
What a sight (sight) you are (are)
Think I know somewhere we can park
After dark
System up with the top down
Got the city on lockdown
Drive
got stuff
What a night so far
Pulling up curb side in your car
What a sight you are
Think I know somewhere we can park
After dark
System up
What a night (night), so far (far)
Pulling up curb side in your car (your car)
What a sight (sight), you are (are)
Think I know somewhere we can park
Fast car (Fast car)
Candy-coated red
Drive me all night and park it in my bed
I need a fast car (Fast car)
With horses
Racetrack waiting in my
dokie
They say nothing but a word
Out the window while I swerve
Skirt so fast I jumped the curb
Park my shit out front your yard
Popped your partner, pull
down Kenny Park ah!!
Hahaha you know
I don't know what your management be tellin you
I don't know what your producers be tellin you
But yo you
icky (oooh-oooh)
Sticky, icky, icky, icky (oooh-oooh)
System on blast, cops just passed
Just seen a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday)
Sticky, icky, icky
icky (oooh-oooh)
Sticky, icky, icky, icky (oooh-oooh)
System on blast, cops just passed
Just seen a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday)
Sticky, icky, icky
This is how I like to spend my afternoons
Cruising Sainsbury's car park
Trying to park a big four door saloon
There aint nothing that I'd rather do
A social and
Economic system characterized by
Social ownership of
The means of production and
Co-operative management of the
Economy crowism is a form
foreign cars
Was it a asus 10 color benz I ain't got a heart
No lust, hit the cupid with a dark ninja in the park
Ma fucka don't walk past dark
What
it
A striker red eye dripping lean bitch you know who in it
Hundred on the car still smacking fiends Im cracking big spenders
Every show I turnt up
to talk them guys if we do we tell fibs
I had a little break, some of us have done bids
This lifestyle its not a walk in the park
It certainly aint cool
Rolling thru my city, roll my windows down
Roll my indo up, turn my system loud
Rolling rims go thru my city
Rollin thru my city
Roll my windows
For herself she cheats the system - up her steps she walks just fine
Mind you, this would not normally bother anyone like me
But this crone parks not
And park the car, give your best friend the key
Cos tonight the big boys are gonna get lean
Name brand bumpers, name brand bean
Name brand jeans get back
much that summer, even had him a baby
See back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
much that summer, even had him a baby
See back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
day management
come by just to inspect. Couldn't really
Hide nowhere non-obvious so I just
open the door real quick. I look him
dead in the face like
out and wished it goodbye
I said ive never plucked an eyelash out and wished this could fly
Into books, poems, stars bloom and movies
Theme park themes,
back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I
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