a broken meter and a beat up cab.
You better pay the taxi,
Or he'll take you a block too far.
You better pay the cabbie,
Or you'll end up in
in the taxi
I think this cabbie's insane
We're singing in the backseat
Hey brother, keep the change
We're going out
I got a good time that I wanna
lowjack, these MC's is so whack
That now they gotta resort to stealin' my text
As I fixed on their position for my intercept mission
The cabbie was
sha, sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
A cabbie pisses on the wheel of his own car
Heads hit the streets, turn cheeks at stars
There's always tears
the throbbin' in his veins and she get ready for the s—
But just then the cabbie pulled the taxi over quick
Click (click, pop, pop), silver flashes mixed with
light was feeble
I was optimistic though, a cabbie told me where to go
I thanked him
A face of white, a face of brown
Ah here a smile
When my brother in law phones me, and the charges aren't reversed
When the cabbie don't want a bigger tip, I'll be slidin' home from first
thought now forget it, yo home to Bel Air
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo Holmes smell ya later
Looked at my
"Messieur ou est le casino?"
He spoke to the cabbie and smiled
The driver replied "Vieux ou noveaux?"
As he motioned the dark man inside.
The city sounds like a symphony
A cabbie screams obscenities
The horns are honking jazz in the night
The street is lit like a Christmas tree
let some cabbie take the strain.
Take a shower. Take big espresso.
Take to the hills, and take a view.
Little black dress stretching over
Once my clothes where shabbie
Tailors called me cabbie
So I took a vow
Said this bummo bee bo borammo
Now I'm smooth and snappy
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about seven or eigth
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes
Bow bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere hope someone
Waiting out there for them
the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left
Once my clothes were shabby
Tailors called me Cabbie
So I took a vow, said this bum'll be Beau Brummel
Now I'm smooth and snappy, now my tailor's happy
That they were forwarding her letters to
I just took it and returned to the cabbie
And said "I got one more fare for you"
And so we rolled back
I don't mind working, 'cause I used to be jerking off most of my time in bars,
I've been a cabbie and a stock clerk and a soda-fountain jock-jerk
contractions started coming as soon as I fell asleep
Three oh five, like every five minutes, then the water broke
We on the go, yelling at the cabbie, cause
I was recently rid of a man again
So I caught me a cab to see Flanagan
I told the cabbie "the alley in back"
I told myself coming would keep me
I lost my watch
I lost my clothes
And all of my money
Did I call my momma
Try to break into the mall
Did I even pay the cabbie
I don't know
Everyone's a critic and most people are djs.
Working backwards from the doctor to the drugs.
From the packie to the taxi to the cabbie to the club.
save nothing, nothing for a rainy day
You need your nutrasweet daddy or some peppermint paddy
Or just a hackneyed old cabbie
Who can drive you and your
Now the years have passed
The cabbie taps the glass
My reunion hall
He leaves me to the night
I count the satellites