Antwan "Amadeus" Thompson - Day in the Life lyrics

[Intro: Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar)] My n***a, do you have a gas can? (The f** I'm gonna do with a gas can, nah, n***a what?) It's just been a long a** day, man All I need is a gas can (Na, try down across the street, I think that n***a keep one, I don't know) I'm finna head over there and I'mma be right back (f** what you doing, man? Knocking on the door extra hard and sh** like you just stressed out or something) My n***a, I don't even know where to begin, dog (What happened, man?) [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Look, I woke up this morning feeling f**ed up What else is new? Like God be like, "To hell with you" To tell the truth, I ain't been to church in like three or fo' Years, not months, have mercy on my soul Threw on the wife-beater, put a fitted on my skull Took a long a** piss, grabbed my shades and hit the door I had half a blunt left from last night I lit that b**h up like a lightbulb and got right Started to orchestrate my day like a maestro I should hit the lab, I got verses like the Bible I heard hip hop need revival It's been camouflaged like the mascot for Geico In that bullsh**, I took another pull quick My mind flooded like a f**ing swimming pool is Went back in the house, raided my mom's refrigerator But everybody's on a diet and my stomach ain't quiet I said, "f** it", hit the shower like a jackpot The weed got my teeth off-white like crack rock Toothbrush from the 99 cent store I got a million dollar smile, it don't make sense though Threw on my army fatigue shorts and a T that say "Peace Not War" Now everybody eyeing me I don't know if I need an iron or it's the irony And by the way, I'm at the gas station now But not to get gas, just another black and mild sh** this half a half a tank gon' have to last until Monday And it's Tuesday, the b**hes still want me like a bouquet I hit my n***a Agent, he want to roll up two Ls like Cool J I'm like, "Alright, cool, Jay" But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday I can't go in smelling like weed, he said, "Okay" Stop by the cheap tobacco store, two swishers for a dollar And when he meet me, we finna get high, like a greeting He told me, "Drop five", I said, "I got you next time" Long story short, I bumped my head on cloud nine And I'm chilly chill even when it's hot outside Rode to the studio rather blasted I spit like a dragon that'll leave a fan flabbergasted That's when my gas and my check engine light Clicked on at the same exact time I signal right And that ain't right, I got sh** to do today Cause any day you could be attending my eulogy Got to the studio when everybody left I saw a note that read, "We went to go work on Detox with Weezy F" [Break: Kendrick Lamar & (Ab-Soul)] My fault n***a, I actually came up with the idea to write that (You laughin' but that sh** ain't funny man) It was funny at first but [Hook: Ab-Soul] A day in the life Of mister soul brother number deuce Damn he nice I'm thinking if you only knew You could f** with it or middle fingers up to your whole crew Tell 'em the regular n***a said it and that it A day in the life Of mister soul brother number deuce Damn he nice I'm thinking if you only knew You could f** with it or middle fingers up to your whole crew [Verse 2: Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar)] Now it's 2:58 and I'm running late for work Running meanin' stuck in traffic cause the Home Depot is finna jerk I been in the same position before Manager said it better be my last time, but it won't I clocked in around 3:10 and I'm wishing I didn't Cause UPS just brought in this big a** shipment And for those that don't know, I work at a record store And I make hot records (That's a sick a** gimmick) Finished the inventory then I logged on Myspace I had one download and 'bout 16 plays 5 friend requests from s**a MCs making a name I signed out and had to question my aim (You weak n***a, that's all) This old-timer walked in and we got to talking about Eric B and Rakim And the perm on Al Sharpton Osama bin Laden, Obama in the office And he looked me in my face and said I'm destined for fame Told him I do music, he like, "Whatever you do, do it And don't blink, the moment you close your eyes, you'll lose it" Word to wise, that was some great advice That I took like I stole it, then my head sort of swollen I guess that's why I sh**s on 'em like a cleansed colon Told the rest of the shoppers we finna be closing I locked up like Akon and hit the street It's 8 PM, and I ain't had sh** to eat All day, KFC, snackers a dollar each Bar-b-que and nacho cheese I bought 4, ate 3, gave one to Top Dawg I would've had one for Punch but he moved like a sloth I'm back at the studio now if I lost ya And everything's straight, you can thank great posture Hit my lil momma up cause I'm trying to cut But she on the rag and I don't mean a bandanna She told me come through, she gave me head like Rihanna And I deserve a standing ovation for my swagger Chuck the deuce, headed for the car to finish off the night right But it wouldn't start [Outro: Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar)] Laugh it up n***a, laugh it up man sh** ain't funny man, that's why I need that damn gas can (Gas, n***a, you gotta put 5 dollars not 3 in) sh** n***a I ain't got 5 dollars to put in! (That'll get you one gallon, n***a) Whatever man, bullsh** dog, keep laughin' (Tryin' to save that extra dollar for that menu For the McDonalds menu n***a ain't gotta cut all the time n***a you gotta put the whole 5 in it) You gon' shoot me 5 or what? f**in' ba*tard (I know you're on a budget, but damn)