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Utwór: Slacker

  • wykonawca: Tech N9ne
  • album: Absolute Power
  • wyświetleń: 1128

[Chorus]
  Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough
  Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos
  Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows
  Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know
  That Imma slacker, every time I take a look around
  Imma slacker, stuck upon my face is a frown
  I don't do enough, I just fool around
  Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound
    [Verse 1]
  Imma product of reganomics neurotic they sayin'
  I'm it just got up inhaling chronic
  The oddest I'm staying honest
  I'm bout to make it famous
  So you can take that J.O.B. and
  You can shove it up your anus.
    I ain't never understood how the world works
  But I always understood why
  The girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5
  Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes
    So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece
  Out to take yo lip off chief
  With my peeps we ruthless
  If you got money induce it goofs get toothless
  We loose off 2 fifths we useless
    I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough
  Sneak in the concert trip and make'em stop the show
  We gots ta go, push me and I'll sock the po
  Getting' the bail my parents is impossible
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
  Now you can tell by my everyday fits I ain't rich
  I sneak with a piece when I grit
  I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix
  Tryin' to take your dollar and your 15 cents (I grind wit a pistol)
    I stay rid of you lames (yaw gay) and play
  Video games (all day) what Kansas City, MO brangs
  Is gritty slow gain we ditty bop wit really no change (yaw pay)
  And people holla how ya do dat there
  Why your pants hangin' low and why you grew dat hair
  Lightin' a bleezle with my people
  Ridin' a regal always in trouble wit coppers cause we drivin' illegal
    And I ain't never giving them lee way
  To hem me nay the judicial assembly's
  Gay (hay) I come out at night cause I sleep all day
  Tryin' to get with Def Jam. Loud or MCA
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
  Get to the party and my homies gotta pay 4 me
  Holidays them just be another day 4 me
  Getting' drunk hoping I get to the crilla safely
  Pray 4 me cause I'm needing money majorly
    I sit at home watching MTV
  Wit a empty P.O.C.K.E.T. I MP3
  Everything that I hear on the streets
  Never buy it don't deny it
  I'm the fear Imma beast
    You say get a job, I say hit a knob
  Cause the way you run the world, is every bit of fraud
  So what you ask of me? You get no tax from me
  I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me
    I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D.
  Cause that's the way it has to be
  We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G.
  So fuck who be glee, it sucks to be me
    [Chorus]
  [Repeat 2x]

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