Casey LaLonde - Beat Salesman lyrics

White boy on the microphone with no business being here I'm playing on my Casio gonna keep your brain and ear I only shoot right from the hip can I get a moment please But I'll never shoot a bullet I don't bite myself better keep your hands up please I'm only hear 'till yesterday selling solid beats by pound Got a square wave and a clap-track sound that'll keep you hangin' round But you never wanna hear about a yesterday and you never wanna feel it all but today I'm gonna put a fat beat right in them feet are you ready to dance and die? Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Put my life on record ca**ette there's a hidden track somewhere Fast-forward rewind record over hell the player at the tape Don't really know what I want from life but of this I know I'm sure That nothing in this goddamned world was ever really yours Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal Tic-Tac Drum attack Record deal Make a steal