Roving Gangster (Rollin')

Everything's tight from my loot to my friends

I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends

But I've been that route too many times

If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime

I wish for that which my heart holds near

But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear

I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last

You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass

Well get gassed in your garage of sickness

As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness

'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill

Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill

Form like a blister, drink like a failure

Rip like a twister right through a trailer

Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'

My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'

Raw, raw, rip-rock-rude

Sample anything I like and never get sued

At 18 I had a hardcore attitude

When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube

It's true, I'm from the old school

Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end

No place to be

I gotta let these Knuckles know just who the fuck I be

I'm still the (body rocking three emcee)

(So clap your hands to what he's doing)

I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate

I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of fate

See me rollin'

You got me rollin'

I'm rollin'

Searchin' underneath the sun

I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed

See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built

I am the Trucker and my ego's large

I'm the K to the I, call me sarge

Roll number seven, raise south of heaven

See my crew comin', hear them Harley's revvin'

I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits

Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits

Said I'm a grateful, hateful, little son of a G

I'm a deadhead runnin' from the DPD

Got soul so plagued with the rhythm's cancer

Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer

Biltmore Beavers and a top dog coat

Top car, four vogues on a hundred spokes

Got a roundtrip ticket to the Promised Land

If it ain't all that I'll be back, my man

Rollin', you got me rollin'

I'm rollin'

Searching underneath the sun

Rollin', you got me rollin'

I'm rollin'

Searching underneath the sun

Yeah

Uh, come on

Days roll by and they roll too fast

I said days roll by, I watch them pass

Yeah, you wanna roll with rock

And party with the crews that just don't stop, uh-huh, yeah

Rollin', you got me rollin'

I'm rollin'

Searching underneath the sun

Searching underneath the sun

Searching underneath the sun