Sausage Man Lyrics

Man, my analog don't like no dirty demagogue

Run up and get the dialogue

You complain about volume

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the house

And I'm gonna smack it down with the big grouse

I'm rappin' to the ticket

And I'm gonna move your wicket

And shove in the sticket; Is your favorite candy Snickers?

Well I got the Twix to the Styx

Live my life like Stevie Nicks

I can't take the volume, can't take the grass

I woulda tried to diss I guess I got no mass

So I watch the pimps come up out the grave

And momma faced all up in heaven

Sugar, ice cold. Hey, look at that

Yeah, I'm could be your bucket of cheese dip

I would have said mustard, but that didn't sound as good

In the big round hood

Sausage Man is lost and they chasing, no turning back

I'm just need some time to open up my mind

And fight in the light of the day

For the big ray

Cross ya hot album comin' hit ya intro or hate

Guess i'm still so much pain i swear to god i ain't nervous

I got some labels that he wanna talk on

I'ma fill i'ma fill up to the bag with the mags

I'll tell you now the battle's over and the joint is lit so quit

I can't be stopped refuse to go and still great Show

Turn around it's about to be a TKO

It's been a helluva battle but I beat the big mens

You can say what you wanna say about me

And you'll have your excuses, but my mind's clear

To say sumthin' or nothin' that'll work

And now I'm back to the fight cause I'm very good

And you want more, you'll get more

And now if you've got any kind of thread, well we can talk

If you wanna call me, and you say it's not my fault

You can always come back home to me, yeah

So whatever you gotta do to make up your mind

If it don't rhyme then it don't work for me

And now that I've got it out of my system

I'm kinda just wishin' man I could be your bucket of butter

And make a home that you could call your Rome

Man, I was going for, what's the deal with the reality show

And it seems like it's not me they want to talk about

I'm a little concerned, I know that they don't wanna talk about this

Maybe it is my time

You want to make me lose my soul then be unkind

But hear this, you have to be unkind if you wanna be kind

Man, my analog don't like no dirty demagogue

Run up and get the dialogue

I just done been gettin' carried away

I've been walking, been workin' out a deal

So if I got some beef then the next thing you know

Then I can come out, and some man, say let's not go too fast

They say the don't really care, then the guy say I don't care

So we gonna keep it on the scene and mean

Just so it don't sound so far gone

Then I can turn it down a little bit

Yo, you was gonna dance for a night, you was gonna be cool

But now the words don't move the air

Is that what's left you think they gave me

A chance to do something I'd normally be good at?

Well they did

I've been kinda telling you I'm the last one

And I'd like you to be ready for the rides and the mides

Look at the mouth, I got the hooks to the tooks in my books

But you can't hold the mug down, you can't take it away

And ride me to the coast for trips

This is N.SΔss saying bye to the fight

Riding away into the night