, goin' mad Breakin' laws, never sad Havin' fun far and near Runnin' hard I'm filled with fear How do I get off this crazy ride Johnny's first D.U.I.
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mad, goin' mad Breakin' laws, never sad Havin' fun far and near Runnin' hard I'm filled with fear How do I get off this crazy ride Johnny's first D.U.I
be mad I whooped your ass ?cause I?ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood
, U-G-O-D, Raekwon The Chef, the Inspektah Deck M-E-T-H-O-D the B-O-B-B (The Man) Straight up, Masta Killa, the GZA The Genius, it's the Ol' D-d-dirty
girl I hate She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic, a traitor I'd trade her in a second She's a backseat driver
.i.m.p. the p i'll be back and o the mp3, yo and this is the grave and do everything you like i turn your backs off twice when i rock the mic cast away
burn down Gee street Comin' from outta state, see me in the drivers seat Coolin' without the I.D., it's not me Babylon to the God, D I V I N E Run!
fuck Sally, I rather marry Halle I revive crowds with live styles, don't hang with jive pals Adios, ghost, I'm 5 thous' Well, I'm flav, and I was down
to suckin and fuckin I said lady cab driver, lady cadiver She'll off her panties in the backseat of a taxi No one does it better make it wetter and I
the wires Tighten up the battery cables with the pliers Check the gates, now I'm straight Bumpin that menace to society by mc eiht See I got spice, but I
-a-drop Me put the car in drive and me did not stop When I get to New York, I'm gonna set up shop, bwoy I got a 100 gun, 200 clips, goin' to New York
all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 1]-techniec I see em trynna shine like tech cause I shine like I be grinding on the set
is Feelin' like del 'cause they would sleep on my couches I'd charge senior citizens extra, 'cause they never mention I'd take all the money from they pension And I'd drive
squealin' like a wild boar I hit the ass from Cali to Singapore I dropped her off, man and now I'm knowin' That I'ma hate myself in the mornin' I got
A backseat driver, is that all I'll ever be? Or can I just stand around and wait until the wheel gets shoved at me? I keep thinking about what goes through