[VERSE1: FORBES]
I'm a Taurus, good morning, good lord I'm on the way
Andale, am I late or just scared of what's right in front of me
Have you ever had someone dear in the headlights
Damn right, swerve, swerve think we hit a nerve
I'm a Taurus and a Taurus camped out in a big city
Sin city, gimme, gimme get down to the nitty gritty
Get down to the gin and tonic that's flooded both of my kidneys
Get down to the marijuana stem growing out of my chimney That's a metaphor in raw form, these other rappers are all talk
Thin red line like a war lord, these white lines you can't snort
I'm a Taurus whose born on the 10th of the May
I do this shit for my Mum when they told her she couldn't paint
When I made a promise to her that I'd work at this everyday
I'd take it from the Golden Coast to the Empire State (wooh)
I'm a Taurus which way to the matinee
From there to the palisades, switch lanes, better indicate
[VERSE 2: FORBES]
I'm a Taurus who's driving down the pacific
From exit 41 til' I exit in rose village, listen
I'm a Taurus that's according the zodiac
If you ever call me back, promise that I won't react
I swear, swear I'd never end up in a rut
Even when down on my luck when nobody's giving a fuck
Even at parties in high school when filling my cup
Liquor I'm pouring it out, feelings I'm bottling up
It's just how they kill time on the Coast
Drink the devil nectar til ya mind comatose (hey)
I'm a Taurus but we are not in Kansas
She can blow me away (wooh) when she answers
Still don't know how to play it to my advantage
Kinda like when I was blowing trees back on campus
Copped out and then dropped out but wasn't empty handed
I'm a Taurus but now the eagle has landed
Taurus was written by Jon Reichardt.
Taurus was produced by Harry Fox.