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Gas Gauge (The World`s In Your Hands)

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At days arrival one man at the table eatin` corn flakescheckin out the paper his brother walks in from a hard nights caperhalf hungover and looking for his pagerwhat`s in the news today did we find a saviourNah I`m just looking for some part time laborby the way did you remember put the gas in my rideor must I remind ya how I lost my last jobchill with all that chatter ya know ya need to stalltrust me baby bro that`s what big brotha`s for uh uhI got interviews today so don`t even front about my broken gas gaugeby the way things are looking it`s a very good dayIf I could ever find my wallet I`ll be on my waybigger brotha steps to his girlfriends placejust then the phone rings and it was moms to sayremind ya big brotha it`s your cousin`s birthdayand I`ma need a half dozen eggs for the cakeNo problem moms I`ll tell him later in the daybut now I can`t find my wallet gotta go I`m late(Chorus)The world`s in your hands don`t waste...don`t waste your timeBack to the saga the car wouldn`t start up JJJJhhhh..JJJJhhhh there he goes now he`s rolling like a ballerout of the city and into the woodsfor a job with a hammer where the pay is goodreaches in the back seat for his favorite tapeuuuh a condom from his brotha`s last datedamn my lazy no good brotha and just as he says itthe car starts to sputter and sputteruntil it outright stops the gas tank emptynot even a drop I`m gonna choke that nigga when I reach my spot three miles from no place and now I gotta walkto the top of the hill and down againround the bend page my broth from the old fruit standthe phone ring rings yo it`s me your big brothaI told ya not to sweat me when I`m laying with my lover What! You punk ass broke muthafukka I told ya cut the crapwhen it came to my endeavors chill baby bro and don`t even start itthere`s a gallon in the trunk andif ya need more fart itsome of my shit along with ya lost walletis in the glove box kid, the mystery solv-en take what`s yours and leave mine where ya saw itmy baby`s calling gotta go stay solid(Chorus)so he hung up the phone in a rush to leaveI forgot to tell my brotha `bout the cake recipe star 69 so he pushed it in but by now the bigger brotha was pursuing some skinsthe phone ring rings - don`t answer it it`s my little brotha calling fuckin` with me againSo he beeped him back a one two more timesbut he was already naked with his Valentine Damn - I Gotta - get back to the ride What the hell`s going on with this day of mineonce again up the hill down the other sidewhat the fucks a cop doin snooping by my rideyo officer - check it - out everything is fineI just ran outta gas and now I`m running outta timeslow down boy this ain`t no raceI can tell you kinda people ain`t from this placetell ya what turn around put ya hands on the hoodand ya best act good just like a good boy shouldlisten up holdup - I`m speaking the truthSee I`m just trying to get to this here job interviewshut them lips boy don`t let `em get no biggeror I`m gonna have to say I was attacked by a niggernow if you wanna make it through the morning with me I suggest you wise up and show me valid I.D.chill man - awright - problem - we solve itmy brotha put my wallet in the glove box compartment aw`ight you can get it but ya don`t move quickjust remember I`m behind ya with a full up cliphe opens up the box and to their surpriseout pops a wallet and the bigger brothers ninethe cop shouts "Freeze" raise ya hand kidhe reaches for his wallet and the cop goes blamdamn - pulp fiction in the caranother dead homey tryin` a find a job MMM MMm MMm back at the crib bigger brotha laying upand girlfriend says maybe you should give ya little brother a calland don`t forget it`s ya cousin`s birthday after allI will in a minute please let me beI think he left me a message on the message machinebig brotha - I`m gonna be home lateand I`m afraid that my day has been greatcan I remind you if it`s not too lateto get a half dozen eggs for the birthday cake

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