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    Slacker

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Intro:
    Slacker: a person who shirks his work or duty
    A person who evades military service in the wartime
    Hehehehehe.. I know one thing man
    I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flame
    You know what I'm sayin? heheheheh..
    Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die
    That's what life's about man, good times, a little salad
    Haha...
    [Verse One: Tech]
    Yo yo
    I'm a product of Reganomics, neurotic
    They sayin homage is gone up, inhaling chronic
    The oddest I'm stayin' honest - I'm bout to make it famous
    So you can take that J-O-B and you can shove it up your anus
    I ain't never understood how the world works
    But I always understood why the girls twerk
    For a baller not a nine-to-five
    Barely makin it with disgust behind ya eyes
    So I just, grip my piece, rip off fleece
    Out to take ya lip off chief, with my peeps
    We ruthless - if you got money then deuce it
    Goofs get toothless, with loose off two-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 to go! Push me and I sock the po'
    Gettin' the bail from my parents is impossible
    [Chorus]
    (I'm a slacker) - never did I have a lotta dough
    (I'm a slacker) - smokin' pot and watching videos
    (I'm a slacker) - go whichever way the wind blows
    Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know
    (I'm a slacker) - everytime I take a look around
    (I'm a slacker) - stuck up on the faces around
    I don't do enough, I just fool around
    Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?
    [Verse Two: Tech]
    Now you can tell by my everyday fits, I ain't rich
    I sneak with a piece when I grit (grit)
    I'm just another gatman caught up in the mix (mix)
    Tryin' to take yo' dollar and yo' fifteen cents (I grind with a pistol)
    I stay rid of you lames (y'all gay!)
    I play video games (all day!)
    When Kans City mo' brains, it's gritty slow game
    We diddy-bop with really no change (y'all bang!)
    And people holla "How ya do dat dere"
    "Why ya pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?"
    Lightin' a bleeze or with my people ridin' a Regal
    Always in trouble with coppers cuz we drivin' illegal (drivin illegal)
    I ain't never givin them lee-way to hear me nay
    The judicial assembly's gay hey!
    I come out at night cuz I sleep all day!
    Tryin' to get with Def Jam, Loud, or MCA!
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three: Tech]
    Yo yo check
    Enter the party and my homies got to pay for me
    Holidays, it just be another day for me
    Gettin' drunk, hopin' I get to the criller safely
    Pray for me, cuz I'm needin' money majorly
    Sit at home watchin' MTV with a empty P-
    O-C-K-E-T; I MP3 everything that I hear on the streets
    Never buy it, don't deny it, I'm the fear I'ma be
    You say get a job? I say hit a knob
    Cuz the way you run the world is every bit a fraud
    So what you askin' me? You get no tax from me
    I got whites, natives, and mexicans, and blacks with me
    Huh! I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P
    Pass the D, cuz that's the way it has to be
    We bust to be free, we trust to be G
    So FUCK who be glee, it sucks to be me
    [Chorus] - 2X
    I'm a slacker (doo) I'm a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)
    [repeat until fade]
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