Car Troubles Pt. 1

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, just today Mother got her car out of the shop Some fools went up in that shit and, and stole the radio Stole her, uhh, leftovers, from lunch and shit Ate that shit [Verse 1] I never bought my own car My best friend was gunned down I inherited his Golf Meaning I'm the captain of his vehicle On an inconceivable trip through distortion of the penal code I rode many modes of transportation Knowing the chance will skip the waiting Around, I'm freedom bound I see them towns I never saw before 'Cause Bart was only mobbin' four directions And AC had the Grouch in sections In a city that I shouldn't even be in Freeing my bank to fill the tank, now I give thanks, but I'm seein' Wear on the inside of the tires Wires showing, so I'm going to mechanics, dealing with liars It's real and the fire, burns within As I'm spotted as a target by the fucking police I should've jotted down the badge number But wasn't allowed inside my pocket [?] in one night, collecting hella documents And the car ain't even worth all the fines But still it hurt when it was totalled by hands not even mine, so [Chorus] Fuck the cops, fuck the thieves for tryna take my shit Fuck my car for always simply tryna break and shit Fuck insurance, fuck the motherfuckin' DMV And fuck the traffic court judge for not believing me Fuck the cops, fuck the thieves for tryna take my shit Fuck my car for always simply tryna break and shit Fuck insurance, fuck the motherfuckin' DMV And fuck the traffic court judge for not believing me [Verse 2] And now I got a new ride It was a gift from my grandfather, it was cool but a little too wide I pulled up to the Outhouse My equipment in the trunk, nowhere to park, and hella loudmouths That were gathered at a party next door Their cars blocked the entrance to the garage on the first floor And I was headed to the second I would've never made it there if I parked legally, I reckon, so I put it in "P" and then proceeded Speeded up the stairs when inside I was seething When I receded back down, my car was not around I phoned the main police station in the town They said an impound is where we have your vehicle But release it for a fee of a full $50, cash You'd better hurry fast (Fast) 'cause it's almost 5 o'clock No time to stop and think, I arrived at the precinct [Interlude] Well, I'm very sorry sir but, uhh, under the California vehicle code, uh (Well, why do you need to be sorry, dude?) 1812, Central 14 (Sorry?) (Motherfuckers ain't sorry) We're unable to release your automobile due to outstanding fees that you owe the DMV After you settle the matter with them, umm, (I just payed those fools), come back down here and pay the $50 release fee and (I just payed those fools $346 for tickets) We'll direct you to the company which towed your car To whom you will pay tow and storage fees Aww Have a nice day [Chorus] Fuck the cops, fuck the thieves for tryna take my shit Fuck my car for always simply tryna break and shit Fuck insurance, fuck the motherfuckin' DMV And fuck the traffic court judge for not believing me Fuck the cops, fuck the thieves for tryna take my shit Fuck my car for always simply tryna break and shit Fuck insurance, fuck the motherfuckin' DMV And fuck the traffic court judge for not believing me [Outro] Fuck y'all You motherfuckers is the reason fools don't have any good - good equipment Pay all my money to you It never stops