So I lost the original thread. But I didn't lose my promise. I said I'd toss up another rap, so here it is:
"Cars"
Rollin' round town in my Cadillac Deville
pull up next to a two bit all wheel
stare him in the eyes, ask him a question
answer with a rev, no need for direction
Heads up
oh no
lights green
lets go
You ain't seen
my machine
dig deep down in my car's black heart
rip out the defibrilator, and give it a jump start
Leave that line faster than a light's spark
Speaking my language, you can't just get out?
I run you down boy, pull off the road and POUT.
Speaking the dreams
racing machines
feeling damn mean
cause you ain't on the scene
I'm doin' one hundred and fifty
Get outta my way cause I'm lazy and driftin'
got my hommies in the back and they be pukin' and tipsy
blowing past your sunfire and you're goddamn escort
you get that crap off the road 'fore I call up Esco
Esco? Esco Rodneys
specializes in busted knees
Take you to the bank for all yo money
then beat you senseless and leave you beaten and hungry
I-95, doing 105, slow down to make the curve and do it in 5
Fifth gear in a suggested third
spinnin' around like a ****in' bird
Roll that car over, you be pushing up daisys
I drive by laughing, people thinkin I'm crazy
Exit on the onramp, people be scared
they think I'm gunning for them, they just ain't prepared
Head up
Eyes straight
Keep them on the road
I be laying down rubber like droppin' a load
of weed, crack and cocaine
I drive like I'm hyped up on novacain.
Speeding ticket? Clock this
Parking ticket? **** this
I put my car through your wall
make that damn ceiling fall
oh no
lights out
like Mike Tyson got out
I roll out the door and down the street
all you got to know is that
rollin' on dubs and blowin out speakers
makes them beats seem like public speakers
I been round every damn town
and don't you go out, if you hear that damn sound.
So, what did you think?
"Cars"
Rollin' round town in my Cadillac Deville
pull up next to a two bit all wheel
stare him in the eyes, ask him a question
answer with a rev, no need for direction
Heads up
oh no
lights green
lets go
You ain't seen
my machine
dig deep down in my car's black heart
rip out the defibrilator, and give it a jump start
Leave that line faster than a light's spark
Speaking my language, you can't just get out?
I run you down boy, pull off the road and POUT.
Speaking the dreams
racing machines
feeling damn mean
cause you ain't on the scene
I'm doin' one hundred and fifty
Get outta my way cause I'm lazy and driftin'
got my hommies in the back and they be pukin' and tipsy
blowing past your sunfire and you're goddamn escort
you get that crap off the road 'fore I call up Esco
Esco? Esco Rodneys
specializes in busted knees
Take you to the bank for all yo money
then beat you senseless and leave you beaten and hungry
I-95, doing 105, slow down to make the curve and do it in 5
Fifth gear in a suggested third
spinnin' around like a ****in' bird
Roll that car over, you be pushing up daisys
I drive by laughing, people thinkin I'm crazy
Exit on the onramp, people be scared
they think I'm gunning for them, they just ain't prepared
Head up
Eyes straight
Keep them on the road
I be laying down rubber like droppin' a load
of weed, crack and cocaine
I drive like I'm hyped up on novacain.
Speeding ticket? Clock this
Parking ticket? **** this
I put my car through your wall
make that damn ceiling fall
oh no
lights out
like Mike Tyson got out
I roll out the door and down the street
all you got to know is that
rollin' on dubs and blowin out speakers
makes them beats seem like public speakers
I been round every damn town
and don't you go out, if you hear that damn sound.
So, what did you think?