[Mxlplx]
North Star we call, burning in the sky
Cold ball in big walls barely getting by
Candy bars and Betty sharing everything that's fine
We'll do it if they let me, getting outta line
Walking to the front, let me out in time
I want to hunt, stalking that design
Put it in the trunk, watching blackness shine
Love to feel the funk, cock diesel crimes
Nothing but junk, bones can he find
Face girls with rum, the only kind
I like to hump off the top of your mind
Bottoms down, bottles up, swallow red wine
Mixed with coke in a cup, tomorrow we'll ride
Saddle and strut, I've got to survivе
No matter what, are you alive?
Do you givе a fuck?
[Swank]
Approach a midnight headless in the old school
Open bottles on edges ride the slow grooves
Leaking blood kills the coward, give em more food
There's no love of ours that won't fold, fool
Grab hold of your flowers and your gold shoes
The broken clock tower rings again for the poor
Deprived and devoured right in front of the Lord
We don't rely on the hours, disregard the war
Science sounds pretty clever, it's a diamond door
But the grasp of man can never leave the shore
And live to tell as if he changed the score
Well, on this block they don't tell anymore
When each bond born is a bond to be torn
Can't ever think but man crying, "What the fuck is this for?"
This ain't what I asked for, man, I've been here before
I can barely afford to swallow one more
[Young G]
Metric electric eccentric banquet Dennis stayed first round pick
Blazing on the toxic, lounge until I get ripped
In the land of the parking permits, spark and forget
Everything, quit like camera sharing fair and being fit
Path of the beat man or the free, depending how you feel
Slappin Ass was written by MC Ride & Swank Daddy & G Rider.
Fyre released Slappin Ass on Wed Mar 03 1999.