In Your Hair - Tim Fite
A king is not a president
a roof is not a residence
the truth is not self-evident
when youth is on the line
the boss is not the boss of them
the cross is on the cross again
a crime is not a government
a crime is just a crime.
Drip drip, water drippin'; faucet got a leak but the plumber can't handle it
hip hip. Hooray. Hip. I just found a dollar I'm-a buy a scratch ticket with it
sip sip. Sip. Every single corner got a liquor store on it
trip trip. It's a trip, thinking nothing's wrong till the morning when it dawn on you.
Is there a hand on your shoulder; is there a wind at your back?
is there a scratch on your elbow you can't help but scratch?
is there a drift in your stare? what's that sh** in your hair?
it's the system, the system; it's the system in there.
Let's feel jubilant(?). Buy shoes and sh**.
Procuring SUVs so we can cruise the strip
proving my dick is bigger than yo' dick,
her tits is bigger than yo' tits...
I got that brand-new sh** on my sh**.
[shout]
gotta get these dead presidents
gotta get these dead presidents
gotta get these dead presidents
in a house with a white picket fence.
Is there a hand on your shoulder; is there a wind at your back?
is there a scratch on your elbow you can't help but scratch?
is there a drift in your stare? what's that sh** in your hair?
it's the system, the system; it's the system in there
it's the system, the system; it's the system in there
it's the system, the system; it's the system in there.
A king is not a president
a roof is not a residence
the truth is not self-evident
when youth is on the line
the boss is not the boss of them
the cross is on the cross again
a crime is not a government
a crime is just a crime.