Tom: B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Any
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different people can apply to drop the funk
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It's not a country club review board
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steady talkin junk
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Many people would have it others
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go put and grab it
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Some trip over roots and say fuck it I'm sunk
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I put it in a limerick and kick the slick
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nick verbs (hey)
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I am the one who scores
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the herb
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When we're on the road
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P-Nut rolls rolls it up
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Throw me a joint on stage, what's up
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I will tell a cop that I
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know my fucking rights
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And we can match wits all night for real
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He said if I had nothing to hide
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Then of course I wouldn't mind if
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he looked through our ride
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Man, no, uh, I'd really rather you didn't
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And no we don't have guns hidden
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We stood there for a while
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continue to decline
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Firmly, I didn't lose my mind
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I didn't let him break me he's
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just another hu man
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Not a bit of shame in what
we were doin' that day
He couldn't make us stay
We had our shit together it
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don't matter whether
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We sport the dread locks or a shaved head
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Or if we have a sticker from the dead
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I said a better verse rehearsed
about the roughneck curse
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Last week I keep an even keel
and bow in place
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And face the music every minute
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Verse 2
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Nev er could see my homey
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comin' till he passed
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Funky gas by my way all
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the day I couldn't laugh
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Oh by now I'm chill with
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it, bare ass in my face
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I'm OK but Chad's
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like "Uh-uh no no he isn't"
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So I proceed to hear him get
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loose with the
Fartin' all over my face
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sometimes my tummy
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He fucked with my flow
although I thought it funny
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I probably wouldn't care if I
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smoked more kind bud
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But that wouldn't do me shit 'cause
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then he'd fuck me more up
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Crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze
a real cool dude
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He didn't believe the day would come
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When he would get his too
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But then one day right in
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front of his face I got him
He looked over said "God damn
get me some water"
The one time I hadn't wasted
till I got mine
Smeared his nose with my
armpit funk slime
So you get it the picture just
how sick we were then
But before I jet "Hey yo
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Chad sniff my finger man"
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Verse 3
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can see
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a lot of people who feel like I do
I can see a lot of people
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who feel like I don't
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I go on step lightly even
when I'm heavy
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High jump the slump open up
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fot the Revy Horton Heat
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Sweet what am I displayin'
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forgot what I was saying
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I know I must be laying
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a pipe you got a gripe
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With the way I get high Graffix bong
sing along with a cry of a
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Mandatory sen tence for a crime
with no victim
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When everyone knows jail terms
should be picked in
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Order of the pain that they cause
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(youknow)
Do what thou wilt shall
be the whole of the law
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Until you violate the rights of an other
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Respect the space of your
sister and your brother
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The war on drugs may be
well intentioned
But it falls fucking flat when you
stop and mention
The over crowded prisons
where a rapists gets paroled
To make room for a dude
who has sold
A pound of weed to
me that's a crime
Here's to good people doin' time
Interlude 1
y'all
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Verse 4
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Bare ass, yeah, bare ass, yeah
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Bare ass, yeah, bare ass, yeah
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