Even God Don't Know


Ridin 'round town, got a pocket full of dough
Where I'll wind up even god don't know
I take it just as fast and hard as it'll go
Ridin 'round town, got a pocket full of dough
Where I'll wind up even god don't know

Aye yo, it's hard not livin doing hard luck time
Tryin to make a dime's been my only crime
The man died tryin to circumcise my shine
Fuck your guns kiddo, now fuck mine
Cash walk the line, police are the swine
My knowledge is refined by the wise and divine
Not gonna break it down for the dumb and the blind
Unnatural acts, the actual facts
Like never pay tax
You aint alive boy, you need to relax
You need like a junk needs tracks
A habit needs home like a monkey needs

Pistol in my lap, got the pedal to the floor
Whiskey in the flask, hand full of blow
Got heaven up above, got hell down blow
Pistol in my lap, got the pedal to the floor
Where I'll wind up, even god don't know

I need a hard headed woman for a cold hearted man
Never seen it comin, that's just part of the plan
Work the hidden hand, walk forbidden land
Doin the best I can for when shit hits the fan
supply and demand
Get high as you can, power of a grand
Two in the bush is worth one in the hand
You cower in the van, I'm first into battle
Back in the saddle, the kid don't rattle
Don't play me, up the creek with no paddle
We don't snitch while you bitches just tattle
Poppin off at the lip gets you tipped like cattle

Eyes full of hate, got a heart full of love
You're the only woman that I ever dreamed of
I get high as I can like a dove
Eyes full of hate, got a heart full of love
You're the only woman that I ever dreamed of

Ridin 'round town, got a pocket full of dough
Where I'll wind up even god don't know
I take it just as fast and hard as it'll go
Ridin 'round town, got a pocket full of dough
Where I'll wind up even god don't know







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