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Slacker tech n9ne lyrics
Slacker tech n9ne lyrics










slacker tech n9ne lyrics

Get to the party and my homies got to pay for me I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day I ain't never givin' them lee-way to hear me nay Lightin' a bleezle or with my people ridin' a RegalĪlways in trouble with coppers 'cause we drivin' illegal "Why your pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?" We diddy-bop with really no change, y'all pay

slacker tech n9ne lyrics

When Kans City Mo brangs, it's gritty slow game I stay rid of you lames, y'all gay, I play video games all day Tryna take your dollar and your 15 cents, I grind with a pistol I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix Now you can tell by my everyday fits, I ain't rich Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound? (I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker) Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know Gettin' the bail from my parents is impossible We gots to go, push me and I sock the po' Sneak in the concert, trip and make 'em stop the show

slacker tech n9ne lyrics

Goofs get toothless, with loose off 2 fifths, we useless We ruthless, if you got money then deuce it Out to take your lip off chief, with my peeps I ain't never understood how the world worksīut I always understood why the girls twerkīarely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes So you can take that J O B and you can shove it up your anus

slacker tech n9ne lyrics

The oddest I'm stayin' honest, I'm 'bout to make it famous They sayin' homage is gone up, inhaling chronic Yo yo, I'm a product of reaganomics, neurotic That's what life's about, man, good times, a little salad I know one thing, man, I'm gonna have my kicksīefore the whole shit house goes up in flameĮat, drink and be merry, tomorrow you may die Cause that's the way it has to be We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G.Slacker, a person who shirts his work or dutyĪ person who evades military service in the wartime I mp3 Everything that I hear on the streets Never buy it don't deny it I'm the fear Imma beast You say "Get a job" I say "Hit a knob" Cause the way you run the world, is every bit of fraud So what you ask of me? You get no tax from me I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. Get to the party and my homies gotta pay 4 me Holidays them just be another day 4 me Getting' drunk hoping I get to the crilla safely Pray 4 me cause I'm needing money majorly I sit at home watching mtv Wit a empty P. Now you can tell by my everyday fits I ain't rich I sneak with a piece when I grit I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix Tryin' to take your dollar and your 15 cents (I grind wit a pistol) I stay rid of you lames (yaw gay) I play video games (all day) what Kansas City, mo brangs Is gritty slow gain we ditty bop wit really no change (yaw pay) and people holla how you do that there Why your pants hangin' low and why you grew dat hair Lightin' a bleezle with my people Ridin' a regal always in trouble wit coppers cause we drivin' illegal and I aint ever giving them lee way To hem me nay the judicial assembly's gay (hay) I come out at night cause I sleep all day Tryin' to get with Def Jam. I ain't never understood how the world works but I always understood why the girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5 barely making it with discust behind your eyes So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece out to take your lip off chief With my peeps we ruthless If you got money induce it goofs get toothless We loose off 2 fifths we useless I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough Sneak in the concert trip and make'em stop the show We gots ta go, push me and I'll sock the po Getting' the bail my parents is impossible Imma product of reganomics neurotic they sayin' I'm it just got up inhaling chronic The oddest I'm saying honest I'm bout to make it famous so you can take that J. Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know Imma slacker, everytime I take a look around, Imma slacker, stuck up on my face there is a frown I don't do enough, I just fool around Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames A person who evades military service in the war time












Slacker tech n9ne lyrics