Blow Yr Head Lyrics - Asher Roth

Man, I don't know 

I'm just trying to have fun with it everywhere I go 

Truth be told I just got caught up in a bunch of nonsense 

Trying to take the fun out of my back pockets and stuff 

You'll never take my freedom, you know? 

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Yo, Ash stop fucking around, yo where's the album? 

Your second try never came out my man, how come? 

You were like the coolest guy, now we want Malcolm 

Who out here too loud, you need to turn it down some 

Chill, not now son 

Your doubt can't jeopardize my outcome 

I style like I'm stretching out in Shaolin 

Man of many sounds, I come around 

They ask "Who?" like Pete Townshend 

I'm O-Town meets Andre 3000, either way keep bouncing 

It's wild, I don't even leave the house 

And I don't feel the need to reason with you children 

Needs to be arousing like a jousting match fouled him 

I ain't counting that, astounding how I'm rounding out my alphabet 

We ain't even rowdy yet 

[?] ain't made himself a [?] yet 

Bout it since we started smoking salvia 

Cruising in a golf cart on the gulf coast with a GoPro 

And my bro knows, why old folks go 'There goes that Bozo' 

My flow like Joe Flacco getting tackled by fat dude 

Who grabbed [?] on a back road in bath robe with a bad cold 

Homie, I'm that cold 

Ash, I just walk around with an afro 

And a gavel and I laugh more than a jackal 

Crack up, pistachio 

Graduate, forget to flip that tassel 

My bad yo, that's too much of a hassle 

Casserole with Castro 

Stash gets blown like it's a gastro 

More like watching grass grow 

I can be an asshole 

I rather just hang out in my castle, blast Outkast 

Yo Elroy, where's Astro? 

Bet if the Jetsons had a best friend from Def Jam 

And [?] and wed them, I would be the best man 

Get it? I'm a breast man 

Stick my face right between that chest and 

Motorboat those [?] you know it though 

Terrible, Terridome, territory, terrory 

Dude from 90210, tornado made of hammer domes 

Sharon [?] here, smell my pheromones 

Yeah yo, my hair's long 

I don't even care homes 

Takes these earphones, put them on your eardrums 

Here's some of this red rum, you ready boy, here it comes 

You ready boy, here it comes 

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On a full ride to Florida State, too high played it safe 

Could've been FloRida, my bad, my mistake 

Should've started Footloose, the new Kevin Bac' 

The way I play chicken in busses with no brakes 

And Busta was on break, taking a pay cut 

I play cuts from my stuff, make everybody go nuts 

Now everybody say "Whaaaat?" 

What was that? That was fun 

Let's do that again