Every step of the way. We walk the line. Your days are numbered. So are mine. . Time is piling up. We struggle and we scrape. All boxed in. Nowhere to escape.
Brecker,. Brecker was the best,. Brecker,. Why didn't you last,. Brecker,. We didn't you to past, away,. Brecker,. Can broadcast, from up there.. Brecker,.
Wait a minute, man, hey, check this out, tell it. It was this blind man, right?. Man, check this out it was this blind man, right?. He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?.
Will somebody call me a cab?. I swallowed another tab. I might overdose under the circumstance. So betta yet call me an ambulance. . Cause I'ma dopefiend baby, I don't know why.
Girls. (Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow). I like the girls. (Ay, loco, sing that one more time sound good, 'cuz). Girls, yeah. (Oh, yeah, yeah). I like the girls.
Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah). I hope, I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon). Let's all get high tonight. Maybe nobody will die tonight.
Yeah, yeah, just like bums we used to stay. In the slums of la by the way. Gang bangers killin' each other for rep. Sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep.
Ahh shit! Shit! Shit. . Now I'm walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty. I'm yellin' at these hooches and I'm lookin' for a party. Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'.
Yes, yes thank you for inviting me here for my final speech. Ladies and gentlemen, homosexuals, lesbians, and transvestites. Allow me to introduce myself as the Hungry Hustler, Afroman.
It's been a long, long time I've been smoking, smoking marijuana. It takes me out of my ghetto and places me in the Bahamas. It's been a long, long time I've been smoking, smoking marijuana.
Where you can hear a country song for fun. And someone plays the honky tonk guitar. Where all the lights will go out one by one. Where people join the song and the wind takes it away.
Teaspoon! Come here, come here, hey, hey, hey look. Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two ounces of yay. Muthafuckaz at mah house waitin' right now 'cuz.
Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight. Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight.
"Is night shift okay with you?". "Yes". "Hey, well you got yourself a job, homie". . Graveyard shift ain't never dead. We go to work when people go to bed.