Текст песни Tech N9ne - Slacker, слова песни Tech N9ne

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[talking]Slacker: a person who shirts his work or dutyA person who evades military service in the wartimeHehehehehe.. I know one thing manI`m gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flameYouknowhat`msayin? heheheheh..Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may dieThat`s what life`s about man, good times, a little saladHaha...[Verse One: Tech]Yo yoI`m a product of reganomics, neuroticThey sayin homage is gone up, inhaling chronicThe oddest I`m stayin honest - I`m bout to make it famousSo you can take that J-O-B and you can shove it up your anusI ain`t never understood how the world worksBut I always understood why the girls twerkfor a baller not a nine-to-fiveBarely makin it with disgust behind ya eyesSo I just, grip my piece, rip off fleeceOut to take ya lip off chief, with my peepsWe ruthless - if you got money then deuce itGoofs get toothless, with loose off two-fifths, we uselessI wanna kick it but ain`t got the doughSneak in the concert, trip and make `em stop the showWe gots to go! Push me and I sock the po`Gettin the bail from my parents is impossible[Chorus](I`m a slacker) - never did I have a lotta dough(I`m a slacker) - smoking pot and watching videos(I`m a slacker) - go whichever way the wind blowsThose just tuning in, I`m just lettin you know(I`m a slacker) - everytime I take a look around(I`m a slacker) - stuck up on the faces aroundI don`t do enough, I just fool aroundY`all can go to hell, how does that sound?[Verse Two: Tech]Now you can tell from my everyday fits, I ain`t richI sneak with a piece when I grit (grit)I`m just another gatman caught up in the mix (mix)Tryna take yo` dollar and yo` fifteen cents (I grind with a pistol)I stay rid of you lames (y`all gay!)I play video games (all day!)When Kans City mo` brains, it`s gritty slow gameWe diddy-bop with really no change (y`all bang!)And people holla "How ya do dat dere""Why ya pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?"Lightin a bleeze or with my people ridin a RegalAlways in trouble with coppers cuz we drivin illegal (drivin illegal)I ain`t never givin them lee-way to hear me nayThe judicial assembly`s gay hey!I come out at night cuz I sleep all day!Tryna get with Def Jam, Loud, or MCA![Chorus][Verse Three: Tech]Yo yo checkEnter the party and my homies got to pay for meI look dazed, it just be another day for meGettin drunk, hopin I get to the crib safelyPray for me, cuz I`m needin money majorlySit at home watchin MTV with a empty P-O-C-K-E-T; I MP3 everything that I hear on the streetsNever buy it, don`t deny it, I`m the fear I`ma beYou say get a job? I say hit a knobCuz the way you run the world is every bit a fraudSo what you askin me? You get no tax from meI got whites, natives, and mexicans, and blacks with meHuh! I`m tryna get up there with Master PPass the D, cuz that`s the way it has to beWe bust to be free, we trust to be GSo FUCK who be glee, it sucks to be me[Chorus] - 2XI`m a slacker (doo) I`m a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)[repeat until fade]

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