Car Thief

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Some static started in the pool hall
 Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball
 And I met this girl, she tried to gank me
 So I smacked her in the booty with a plank, B
 'Cause me and my crew, we're out breaking windows
 The bingo, the lotto, you know I'll never win those
 Possession is half the law
 I had my routines before all of y'all
 Your whole life is coming apart at the seams
 You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines
 See, I'm a city slicker, I, I ain't no townie
 Right now I wish I had another hash brownie
 And like Ricky always said, "You've got to toke and pass"
 Or Mookie's gonna kick your motherfucking ass
 Try to take what isn't yours, like a goddamn rat
 See I, personally, I wouldn't even wanna go out like that
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 I'm a writer, a poet, a genius, I know it
 I don't buy cheeba, I grow it (I'm a farmer)
 People always trying to get next to me
 I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy
 I smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer
 Because I had to deal with a money-hungry miser
 Had a 'caine filled Kool with my man, Rush Rush
 Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush
 You be doing nose candy on the Bowie coke mirror
 My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her
 You can't deny me, you always want to try me
 Yo, you're just gonna get your ass kicked
 Homeboy, throw in the towel
 Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell
 The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast
 Smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast
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 All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters
 Sitting in the White House, pulling their peters
 Buy my cheeba from the cop down the street
 The only cop with a rope chain when he's walking the beat
 So like a sneaky pouch time-bomb tickin'
 A-like the beat to my rhyme just kickin'
 Space cake cookies, I discover who I am
 I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man
 Five-O caught me, now I'm going to the mountains
 Said goodbye to my girl, my lawyer and accountants
 My mind is kinda rhymin' and I think I oughta think
 So I'm rockin' all the rhymes and I'll have another drink
 So the lights are flashin', my mind is spinnin'
 I feel like it is always the beginning of another rhyme
 I'm rappin', MCin', I rock
 You ain't nothin' but a car thief who must be stopped
 

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Duration
03:38
Key
7
Tempo
179 BPM

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