Hanni El Khatib - Satin Black lyrics

[Intro:] I'm Freddie Kane man [Verse 1:] Yea, welcome to the Terrordome California Love in '95, stuck in the desert nothin' but leather on Got a million ways to get my cheddar on Even when I'm locked up with three hots and a cot, my spot's sending letters home 100 pushups, 100 sit ups, everyday I get up I hit the street in need, I get breakfast off what I whip up I'm runnin' from police and they constantly tryna get us My court date? I skipped it like scratching your favorite disser I spend my whole life down on the ground and its time to live up The 26's make it sit up, gotta lift my whip up I'm wrappin' up a pack and rap circles around these amateurs Can't hang with Freddie Kane on that stage, ain't got no stamina I damage ya, straight wrecked out, shows stay packed out All my cars is antique, it's satin blacked out Old school more than your new school, I cashed out Ridin' in that back seat pa**ed out, I'm yak'd out [Hook:] Ridin' in my back seat, wind in my hair Sun in my eyes but it don't really matter cause we don't really care When the light hits the pane it shines till the sun creeps low But it all goes when the smoke blows [Verse 2:] Cruisin' down the 110 Drop the top off my dunk and let my bald head hit the wind As I take another sip of gin Got two cold pieces driving me, I'm talking cold as Michigan Got to get her cousins and her sisters in They want that all star, all access, play with them rap vets Been to every spot on your globe map or your atlas Five star feet, walk on waves and won't get wet [Outro:] Yea, Gibbs and I won't get cursed Straight wrecked out, shows stay packed out Straight wrecked out, shows stay packed out Old school more than your new school, I cashed out Straight wrecked out, shows stay packed out Old school more than your new school, I cashed out