So here I am,
trying to be the man, right
Using my gun to see at night,
sleeping with my flash light
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'ma pass
out and taste this curb
And she attacked with flirts,
smacked my nerves
There in that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk 'cause I was
dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile
and dropped a quarter in my cup
man, people are kind of odd so I
keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean,
know what I mean?
and I do believe in God 'cause I keep
comin across all these fine woman
with low self esteem, you know what I mean?
I got at
tention deficet, I've
got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head,
I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision
of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run 'cause either way
it's one hell of a choice
[Chorus] my
car is like my own
personal universe
she's my drug and it only takes
twelve bucks to fill 'er up
but in my galaxy there
ain't no room for Earth
so I'm leavin it 'cause I can feel
the oil pressure building up
turning over the ignition
of my solar system
check the gauges, push in the tape,
put my foot on the break
shift existence light my cigarette
and take it state to state until
I crash into my fate
now I'm giving back everything
they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save
me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my
bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head,
and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control,
so I could rest my legs
I've got this itch to prove my soul,
and test my fate
doing hunny(hundred) in a sixty five,
got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted,
and radared by a chopper
Wisconsin- style,
over the limit by forty miles
why'd she smile?,
'cause I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?,
have a nice day
yo, word of advice,
trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels,
running from my shadows
some hitchhikers and bikers honkin the
horn harrasin the cattle
airbags hair back
sticking to the
seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through of gruel?,
I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at
the next stop
don't want to, but I need ta'
'cause I'm craving something to chase the
taste of this tequila
(uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals? can you put some barbecue
sauce... I want to honey bun. change
that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun,
onion bun. onion rings. extra pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl,
you got kind of a pretty voice. yo girl, what
time yu get off work?)
90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't
ever let em catch me, and
I won't ever make em happy
watch your wives and your daughters
when I'm passin through the
hometown, castin lines into the water,
catchin goldfish out your bowl
and I'm as cool as the cat that came
to school just for lunch
I'm the rebel pissin in the public pool,
just for fun
I speed in the sun, everyone in
speakin in tounges
find the talk radio station,
yo, turn it up so it bumps
don't cry, girl,
I'm out and I'm a make my way east
'cause everyone in my world
is takin my peace
I need release,
and I don't think I'm a find it in between your legs
yo, I'm just jokin,
only going to the corner to get some eggs
so when she starts makin the coffee
I toss my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all like it must
have happened last week
sometimes I stop to think,
for all the money I've spent
how I'd rather live in a tent than
bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm eager to pay my dues,
and I'd be glad to pay the tollbooth
and I've agreed to sing the blues
ever since the day I broke loose
just like a blindfolded child walking
through the toy store
voice?, not even aware that the world
is my oyster