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In my deuce and a quarter, feelin' funky funky fine & i'm rockin' that stupid shit in my deuce and a quarter, feelin' funky funky fine & i'm rockin' that stupid shit Rollin' in my deuce deuce 5 convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin' me by it's a beautiful day in my neighborhood but 5 or 10 minutes, a criminal puts me in a bad mood & some would say that's just a black man's perspective but nowaday, i find that it's reflective of what i see goin' down everyday my brothers and my sisters gettin' played so we revert to committin' dope, many brothers get hurt by another brother who don't like salt in his dirt 'cause in the streets, see, that's the way it is you keep your mouth shut & stay out of other people's biz see, the system wasn't made for me or you & as a matter of fact, it wasn't made 4 a poor white who... gets their weekly hit or should i say that weekly check & start depending on that shit like a glass dick these are some of the feelings that i'm holdin' but everything's fine while i'm rollin'... in my deuce and a quarter, feelin' funky funky fine & i'm rockin' that stupid shit in my deuce and a quarter, feelin' funky funky fine & i'm rockin' that stupid shit (Don't everyday) How many, how many times must we commit crimes against people no better off than us, but in our own minds? a-havin' it, grabbin' it, tastin' it & when U step off, i finally rub your face in it see, the local's preacher is not suited for the have-nots the poor get poorer and the rich continue 2 clock ... not! that means you end up with the booty & we all know a broke man is a man with no friends & that's basically the way society is & money talk, pusher walk & sleepin' on the politics soon we must live to consolidate as we continue to consume instead of producin', seal our on fate (in my deuce and a quarter, feelin' funky funky fine) people right now really don't give a damn (& i'm rockin' that stupid shit) 'cause in the 20 mile radius, there's probably not one black and... hispanic taken for granted and left to clean their own shit up, huh no need for panic, I'm out That's bullshit! In my... in my... in my... Rockin' that stupid shit Rockin'... rockin'... rockin' that stupid shit (interlude) Hi, this is Record Plant Dan? No, this is Rick Hey, when Tony gets there Tell him 2 come down 2 Casey's Bar I wanna try out some new material on them cowboys Casey's Bar? Yeah, Casey's Bar Tell him not 2 worry, just 2 come on down OK Alright, peace Alright, see U later Alright |