Del The Funky Homosapien - Hermit With a Permit lyrics

[Verse 1: Psalm One] I got my carbonated water, syrup, vodka Shoes tied up, corset on proper I'm going at the town like I just got outta hell Or I just got outta jail and I just made bail Streets on siz, hustlas on the slab Walkers walking often, the cutty on yo tab What I need that for, I got extra biz Don't need too many posers or them hep-ster kids I ain't discriminating, my taste already there Gotta fetish for the lettuce, a front row chair Nuggy nugs in the O2, oh you gotta friend Tell him bring another bag or he ain't getting in See I ain't coming out less it's funner than a mug I run tings well, I got some mothers on my d** And some nuns on my doctrine, doctors on my table A spread at my pad and some hot ones in my stable [Refrain x2] I ain't coming out without a guaranteed time I ain't getting down without a guaranteed grind I'm a hermit with a permit, I party when it's right Cause I live inside a party and it's hard to top mine [Verse 2: Del tha Funky h*mosapien] They call me a hermit, tell the truth I heard worse words spit Out the mouths of babes with mentally challenged ways The countdown is days and they don't know it yet Slo-mo effect, go into debt Showboating cash flow, rowboat with regret To the island of Never Never Land, I gotta better plan Instead of going out to clubs and spending My personal maintenance be my priority agenda See I work at home, I had to earn it though Getting jerked to and fro, I had enough though Every time you leave the tilt, everything cost I sat down for a moment and seen the loss Plus my gig also keep me from the crib For so long I damn near forget where I live I need me-time so I can think up new plots Trying to have me a catalog of music large as 2Pac Next time I come outside I'm gonna get it Come back with a hundred stacks, dead Presidents Mission accomplished, later for that nonsense Free from negativity, I leave undaunted B.I., Z.I., C.I. need my own destiny Perplexing me since I was knee high Maybe I got the game all twisted, ya'll may be right Wasting half your life partying until the wee night Yeah