[Intro] Yeah buddy, yeah buddy Uh What up Franky? [?] Bring it in Franky Uh What up Jim Jonson? Drink another motherfuckin' beer Slumerican shit We in here (here)
[Verse 1] When I woke up this morning I was feeling like a brand new man A brand new man? Took a look outside and I saw that twenty one grand What twenty one grand? Oh yeah buddy, gold flakes - that's what's up You ain't gotta tell me What am I stupid? Dipping them rims on a Harley Davidson I'm spending spinning What am I? loop it! Watching days and nights just slowly pass me by Two bottles and they already hollow Jack Daniels left hook to the eye, boom But I'm a one man army [?] said no need to alarm me Motherfuckers wanna pick my petals Them you're better planting a seed and farming Oops this party's starting No need for parking and red carpeting Cause that clogs up the arteries Of all of these awkwardly Hard to be reached people That I have awesomely harvested into This property properly title Slumerican Idols Idoling on the yellow beams Drink until they fall into a dream Motherfuckers all up in the trees Looking for a package that I might leave, boy That's power 35 and a half hours Hours and hours and hours Of mud in the trench You shripms better take a shower Turn that bath water on That's creek water roots That's black water homes I know Floyd but he ain’t Pink That asshole's got a black motor home Floyd gotta whole Caprice on chrome Never gets cleaned cause he's always gone Always on the run, always on the phone Floyd is a boy to be left alone Floyd is a boy to avoid that boy got a hectic cheque you can't afford That doors unlocked cause Floyd got a toy That will put holes in metal, boy He's a heavy metal boy On a another level, boy Some say that he went down to the crossroads And met the devil, boy Bout that
[Sample] Money... It's a gas...
[Verse 2] But fill her up while I'm at this pump Cause I'mma get 10 miles, you can bet your ass Drop this [?], then I'mma get a new truck and park it slap on a neighbor's grass Cause I leave a dent, leaves dead like beneath the tent A seasoned wind, sprays it onto the trees that bend Send themselves to a factory mill to paper thin From towering life, to a page that's beneath this pen Believe in men? God, Jesus Christ you should see the sin We all part-take in this plagiaristic and evil spin on religion they give hindering growth And even when you react, they react, with a bat and just beat it in Ouch! Fuck are we growing or blowing it? All I can do is give you my 2 cents with a poem Maybe that ain't enough, maybe my shows just ain't showing the people hints of liberation They just roll it and smoke it, that's cool with me because At least they get a CD buzz That really does, make my job a little easier So when you see me cuz, throw up a duce and leave it up I still believe in love, Love Story now gitty up (up) Back and forth across the floor, I crawl for more applause from your heart for my art The props the more I rock the floor, till the tracks are wrapped The more the pack of rats attack the rap [?] A bunch of bitches switching fate, but this here is switch blade Cuts a fucking rug in such a public buzz, they fucking let me out They fucking know I choked the bud and sucked the suds [?] But I'm a raven with razor wings, so lay the strings So Wayne will lay these lazer beams, amazing eyes are watching now I make 'em dream, I pave the way for lazy teens to make a scene To use a [?] and love a [?], if a [?] can make you drum then thump-a-something A thump-or-something Look, you made a trampoline, ain't it jumpin'? (Bounce!) And let me give some love to North Carolina, John Harrison, thanks for the idea buddy If I come to Rocky Mount, I'll find ya And we can run around in a box and talk about how fuckin' dope I am I'm fuckin' with you.. Pink Floyd Money Yeah, that's the jam Anyway fucking way I'm out, till I get another dope beat Could be an hour, maybe a day Probably drop another one next week, I'm bored Love Story (Money!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
