Subaru Outback

Let's imagine you're master of all you survey And let's imagine the time has come to replace the ancestral transport Now, this means you're going to have to do something very unaristocratic Buy a brand new car Well, here it is. It's the new Subaru Legacy Outback Mic check, mic check I'm so fucking high right now I'm so high right now I leave mics with tan lines when I go on a tangent To put away and save more grands than the canyon just to leave a little something Something out for my grandson so he can take the girlies out and be all handsome Yeah, that's cool Fans are gonna listen cause I'm stylish hands down like I'm Antwaun Dixon Never done that. He say, she say But phonies couldn't get credit from us if they prepaid And these days rappers lying always talk about the bars you got You should be on the share market because you're laughing stocks I aint muscles But I've got them like Arnie Schwartz and I stay classic like the beats that Kharni Drops Metaphors are jam packed in a best line, but my style's fatter than the cat That tells kids bedtime Like a teen and the clothes that you let dry cuz I was right outside Hanging off a pegz line Two homies in the front, two homies in the back That's four homies in my Subi Outback Two homies in the front, two homies in the back That's four homies in my Subi Outback Two homies in the front, two homies in the back That's four homies in my Subi Outback Two homies in the front Ahh haaaa Yo, if they get it popping like some pimples, then I got some zits I want off my back Like my problems is too lazy to drop an EP But got this shit living under a rock like Dwayne Johnson's kids In the age of text messages, I stay desolate with eight therapists who make estimates and Take tape measurements A cage specimen, ofeus, ain't telling them anything With medicine experiments think, they'll inherit my intelligence, but hell nope You can see me if you peep inside ya telescope My Subaru needs a new clutch, because at the moment I'm getting overtaken by blue tongues I want to get from A to Z like Papoose does and that's a straight slaughter coming for daughters So get your pistol, this Joseph Fritzel ain't stopping, and ive got two homies bopping Two homies in the front, two homies in the back Thats four homies and its quick maths Quick maths, bitch Yeah, quick maths, motherfucker I almost forgot to tell you what it's like to drive Well, I quite like it, actually It's relaxing and it's unstressful