[00:00.00] 作曲 : Atmosphere
[00:21.60]I only act like an a*****e
[00:23.55]Why don't ya'll stand back
[00:25.02]Let the man grow
[00:26.16]I can't tell what town this is
[00:28.20]But I know that bill was counterfeit
[00:31.02]Hey bartender, bump a top jar
[00:33.63]Gotta think about where to dump this cop's car
[00:36.45]I'm too slick, so **** your bullshit
[00:38.67]I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool stick
[00:41.58]My granddad must've played the jazz
[00:43.74]When I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap
[00:46.89]All around the world, it's the same bar
[00:49.20]Wishin that the jukebox had some Gangstarr
[00:52.23]State to state, I chase fate
[00:54.00]But my stereo ate all my favorite tapes
[00:57.00]So babydoll, you better straighten up the attitude
[00:59.46]Or you ain't gonna make it with me
[01:00.84]All the way to Baton Rouge
[01:02.31]Call her mama, she make the milk pour
[01:04.83]A 94', too high to read the billboard
[01:07.50]Got a room at the Best Western
[01:09.39]The guy at the front desk looks like Les Nessman
[01:12.33]Hush now, not a sound
[01:15.03]Shut the door, and lay your towel down
[01:17.28]Ya'll run around and figure out what it's all about
[01:19.83]While I try to find a cure for this cottonmouth
[01:22.89]I keep track of the miles I run
[01:24.96]But read the flask, say Southside, son
[01:28.14]Took a sip through the hole of my ski mask
[01:30.51]Roll till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas
[01:33.21]Speed pass, Millenium Dodo
[01:35.52]I got my own lane, I don't wait for the popo
[01:38.31]So order up another plate of oysters
[01:40.68]You talk so much, you making my voice hurt
[01:43.62]Dental floss inside of the glove box
[01:45.90]Radio locked on the classic rock
[01:48.21]With the mirrorball, Escape From New York style
[01:51.39]Double parked outside of the court house
[01:53.82]The windchill got a big ol' butt
[01:56.37]My breath fog all the windows up
[01:58.74]Take a break from the rotten grapevines
[02:01.44]Fill the tank and then spank the state lines
[02:04.29]Never make this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose
[02:09.45]But I knew that I could count on you
[02:11.40]Next rounds on you (Is that true?)
[02:14.31]Wash my sins off in the rain
[02:16.74]Caught this fish now, light that flame
[02:19.71]I only claim what's in my veins
[02:22.02]That's my crown and that's my name
[02:24.96]Gotta wait till they slash the price
[02:26.88]Before you catch a life
[02:30.24]But we can spend half the night with the dashboard light
[02:33.78](Is that right?)
[02:35.13]I'm just sayin' if it's all a game, you can hang your pain
[02:38.61]In the hall of fame
[02:40.74]Don't make me explain, that's my crown and that's my name
[02:55.74]The pick pockets call me Ali Baba
[02:58.35]I'm here to sell you some magic water
[03:00.45]You might know me as Jacob and Malcom's father
[03:03.06]Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter
[03:05.52]It's like that ya'll
[03:06.54]It's all right, maybe

作曲 : Atmosphere
I only act like an a*****e
Why don't ya'll stand back
Let the man grow
I can't tell what town this is
But I know that bill was counterfeit
Hey bartender, bump a top jar
Gotta think about where to dump this cop's car
I'm too slick, so **** your bullshit
I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool stick
My granddad must've played the jazz
When I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap
All around the world, it's the same bar
Wishin that the jukebox had some Gangstarr
State to state, I chase fate
But my stereo ate all my favorite tapes
So babydoll, you better straighten up the attitude
Or you ain't gonna make it with me
All the way to Baton Rouge
Call her mama, she make the milk pour
A 94', too high to read the billboard
Got a room at the Best Western
The guy at the front desk looks like Les Nessman
Hush now, not a sound
Shut the door, and lay your towel down
Ya'll run around and figure out what it's all about
While I try to find a cure for this cottonmouth
I keep track of the miles I run
But read the flask, say Southside, son
Took a sip through the hole of my ski mask
Roll till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas
Speed pass, Millenium Dodo
I got my own lane, I don't wait for the popo
So order up another plate of oysters
You talk so much, you making my voice hurt
Dental floss inside of the glove box
Radio locked on the classic rock
With the mirrorball, Escape From New York style
Double parked outside of the court house
The windchill got a big ol' butt
My breath fog all the windows up
Take a break from the rotten grapevines
Fill the tank and then spank the state lines
Never make this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose
But I knew that I could count on you
Next rounds on you (Is that true?)
Wash my sins off in the rain
Caught this fish now, light that flame
I only claim what's in my veins
That's my crown and that's my name
Gotta wait till they slash the price
Before you catch a life
But we can spend half the night with the dashboard light
(Is that right?)
I'm just sayin' if it's all a game, you can hang your pain
In the hall of fame
Don't make me explain, that's my crown and that's my name
The pick pockets call me Ali Baba
I'm here to sell you some magic water
You might know me as Jacob and Malcom's father
Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter
It's like that ya'll
It's all right, maybe