![]() ![]() 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 ![]() Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).A person who evades military service in the war time Get the embed code Tech N9ne - Absolute Power Album Lyrics1.Absolute Power2.Bianca's and Beatrice's3.Constantly Dirty4.Diamond Joe's (interlude)5.Freaky Lil' Things6.Gunz Will Bust7.Gunz Will Bust featuring Yung Gunz8.Here Comes Tecca 'm a Playa11.Imma On Keepin' On14.Keep On Keepin' On featuring Big Krizz Devil17.She Devil Featuring Off (interlude)20. Grench23.The Industry Is Punks24.Worst Enemy25.Yada, Yada, YadaTech N9ne Lyrics provided by I'm tryin' get up there with Master P, pass the D I got whites, natives, and Mexicans, and blacks with me So what you askin' me? You get no tax from me 'Cause the way you run the world is every bit a fraud Never buy it, don't deny it, I'm the fear I'ma be P O C K E T, I MP3 everything that I hear on the streets Pray for me, 'cause I'm needin' money majorly Gettin drunk, hopin' I get to the crib safely 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 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 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 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 Slacker, a person who shirts his work or dutyĪ person who evades military service in the wartime ![]()
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