Niggas, pick up your feet and get it moving because,
Our situation ainât improving wit the bible
Weâre moving in to all the units and the side show
When youâre clueless and foolish and driving under the influence
Youâll be dead on arrival
Niggas, pick up your feet and get it moving because,
Our situation ainât improving wit the bible
Weâre moving in to all the units and the side show
When youâre clueless and foolish and driving under the influence
Youâll be dead on arrival
Metallic ballad, drum machine mallet
That may release a pallet of celebrity droppings on the cat walk
They were spoon fed to reduce back talk
Give you a bloody, little for your money
Cause I caulked your honey
Just because she got a runny clit
Saying she wants a man to touch for the feelings
But sheâd rather get it fucked to the ceiling
Hasnât menstruated in months sheâs concealing
Part of herâs sick and breathes and clucks
And eats nothing but chicken feed, ear plugs
A bum is what she wants stricken with greed
Sheâll have you collecting change into to tin cups
Sheâll eat up your cum drops like gum drops
But her young twatâs hot like sun spots
Fate cannot be determined by a Ouija board
But by the cd and mix boards
To say out the fifth word of this chord against yours
And try to swim to shore
Iâm not controlled by a recessive gene
I wore my impressor jeans
Looking for the best of things
Swimming in infested streams
Taking advantage of big chested queens
Busdriver, the master of the freedom of speech
On the mean streets where you been seen sleep
And your teams weak and thatâs why
You want your (?)
And mother fuckers are so righteous
Talking bout get rid of the white bitch
Stop rapping high pitched
But itâs my niche, Iâll do what I wish
I took a leap of faith over a knee brace
But in any case, youâre just an empty face
Who drinks henny chased, with a weed thatâs laced
Iâve achieved my place
I didnât win it in a sweepstakes
So if you sneak on my estate
It better be by mistake or leave needing a knee brace
Ah Jeez donât hate, we donât high speed chase
We donât speak to cheap skates, or eat beef stakes
Now, with a feta aid I made cheese and papes
And sold heaps of tapes and made niggas replace
But theyâre snooty ballers, spending most of their time at beauty parlors
But never would I infringe the West or mend and press
Or pinch your breast, cause I been fresh in every way
And Iâll singe my flesh if I ever betray
So read âem and weep and make the coin sweep
Busdriver, mastered the freedom of speech
Iâll never be beneath, the mean streets
Niggas, pick up your feet and get it moving because,
Our situation ainât improving wit the bible
Weâre moving in to all the units and the side show
When youâre clueless and foolish and driving under the influence
Youâll be dead on arrival
Niggas, pick up your feet and get it moving because,
Our situation ainât improving wit the bible
Weâre moving in to all the units and the side show
When youâre clueless and foolish and driving under the influence
Youâll be dead on arrival
- :
- Thumbs
- Perfect Hair
- Beaus$Eros
- Werner Herzog - Single
- Jhelli Beam
- Temporary Forever
- Well Deep: Ten Years of Big Dada
- Fear Of A Black Tangent
- Avantcore
- Daytrotter Session
- Jhelli Beam (Bonus Track Version)
- Roadkillovercoat
- Arguments with Dreams
- Beaus$Eros (Deluxe Version)
- Memoirs of the Elephant Man
- Cosmic Cleavage
- Revisions: The Remixes 2000-2005
- Sun Shower
- Esopus, Volume 10: Good News
- Triple J the Hip Hop Show (disc 1)