Yosemite Sam

Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck what you heard Here we go Yeah [Verse 1] Yo, I'ma get it coming in, howling winds Fuck all the wordplay, now it begins "Heyo Keyo" I'm hooked on the powder again Go and turn the knob so we getting louder than them People in the city spit it now, hear it in the beatbox (November) Slaine was committed to the detox (Remember) I had a 40 bag in my knee socks Middle finger up at these cops, oh he's hot Now he up and hollering the B spot I'm the whitey whitey, not the mighty mighty teapot So hidey-hidey-ho, hidey-hey Night-night, no, you ain't seeing the light of day This jerk going berserk, sipping Sizzurp And getting sick and [?] I'm alcoholic, [?] Take the names, throw 'em fist first until you disperse [Hook] (x2) I think I can do it, man, give me a chance I'ma steal your truck, fuck a Jimmy or Vance I'ma shoot your block up, Yosemite Sam You wanna bring it to me? Go and get at me, man [Verse 2] Oh, go and get at me, my flow is deadly You know it's steadily blowing ketamine in a pan I mean that I might be a fiend but my wifey is clean Hates I'm a trife human being I see Limousines follow me and squalor me Women scream, my apologies 'Cause I'm hollering at my following That knows I ain't got shit, I ain't got a thing So I gotta rap, so I gotta sing Getting blowjobs at the bada-bing bada-dada-ding [?], popping pills, kolonopins, corner friends Scheming on the ten, I ain't never gonna win Creaming on her chin, demon onto him Dreaming on a sin, what the fuck is wrong with him? I won't lose it, I can't do it I put my foot in the door, got blood on my pants doing it [Hook] (x2) I think I can do it, man, give me a chance I'ma steal your truck, fuck a Jimmy or Vance I'ma shoot your block up, Yosemite Sam You wanna bring it to me? Go and get at me, man