Rappin Blues Lyrics

Long days, hard days, dog days

Tip the glass, it don't spill

Cannot drink from empty cups

I poured enough

I need more than a sip

Tough to climb up that hill

Jack and Jill, I'm off script

Keep it short, I'll always plead the fifth

Bet on me, I'm gon' stay with a chip

It may not look like it now

But them plays setting up just can't step out of bounds

I been that one in the crowd

How I be laid back and I still would stick out

Thumb so sore, I can't count

Only problem, I wish might as well run it up

Left us for dead, we grew up

Niggas came from the mud, flipped that M to a dub

Chefboyardfreak, I make something from nothing

Left me with crumbs, watch me make honey buns

Tied like a knot, winners camp or it's not

You can't hold up a spot, you ain't pullin' no rope

Think out the box, I am not average joe

Turnt up a notch, you can't keep me on mute

Weed out the snakes, gotta get to the root

Cant get caught in the way, matador to the bull

Sneak up on you like, cut water

You ain't know about it

Sleep if you want, I'll pull up on you

I could show you something

These niggas know they can't fuck with us

We some hot niggas

I know they pissed I ain't trolling nah we some top shitters

Not too much, this shit God given

Don't peep better open your blinds nigga

Only see dollar signs, nigga

You knew the old me, but he died nigga

I know what's the deal, I could cry, nigga

You thought ain't no room in this ride nigga

Move through the crowd yea I float, and I glide nigga

I beat the odds, and I still paid the fine, nigga

Long days, hard days, dog days

Tip the glass, it don't spill

Cannot drink from empty cups, I poured enough

I need more than a sip

Tough to climb up that hill

Jack and Jill, I'm off script

Keep it short, I always plead the fifth

Bet on me, I'm gon' stay with a chip