Jason Mraz - Mudhouse / Gypsy MC lyrics

[Hook] Say we have got no dope All I got is my 40 I have got nobody That I can call my Shorty [Verse 1] I'd like to give a shout out to all the g-y-p's and Individualize because I am an MC. I can because I care Because my family's there because I, because I Because I appreciate the mentality of music Saving all my sentences unless of course I'm smoothly spoken Quiet type the kind to watch out for No man of the clan perpetrating the scam Sure I'm the boy with the Fallopian voice Straight from the sleeve of any wizard of choice I got the reason to be roaming out the coverage area Send me the bill if all my loving is scaring you Dare you to dream the way that I believe Got the sk** to go commando in any fatigues I got the best damn band in the music scene Oh I can even flow solo or just let it be Because of the love Oh the self-realization is the if, and, or buts Because you got to know your name before you play-a the game Keep a level-headed check on your health and stay sane Address the tack on the track put the needle on the record and Prepare for playback Sajak, could I buy another vowel? I need another clue and I could also use a towel And how goes the medium tempo Slaying all the teachers like the cla** of '84 And down low you know that my fidelities low And I would never hurt a fly with my flip-flops on Got control Even keep a clean toilet bowl 2000 flushes blue and it's still going strong Do I do what I do for the sake of the song? Coming through on the radio it's for you This is proof my own story's a spoof I'll always be a gypsy or forever be aloof And if you never get to liking me it's okay too Well you've made it this far so pay a toll at the booth Yes, you've made it this far so pay a toll at the gate Yes, you've made it this far so pay attention to that Yes, you've made it this far so sing along with the guy in the hat [Hook] [Verse 2] True or false? I can be a sensitive man With sensible plans for the everyday woman And I can keep you eating out the palm of my hand Because the dope that we smoked was grown on my land The words I burn they don't come from a can The movie in my mind will be the winner at Cannes So take your chance a plot of full or part-time romance Clever as a bell don't measure up to whatever Because it don't matter how tall, how fat, or how small The equal opportunity is open to all The casting call the line forms down the hall All you need is ID that shows that you're legal But people with egos, a freak show, a syndrome, you best not go Because you know I don't need those And if there is a problem that I really ought to read Post it on the web care of R-K-O-P It's easy like me but a bit less the sleazy Go heavy on the melody and add a little cheese And if you can't stand the kitchen, get the hell out the heat To meet with the geek all you need is a heartbeat And to meet with the geek on the street All you got to do is know how to repeat, repeat So come on and sing this chorus with me [Hook] [Verse 3] Well, I'm type A positive and just the way I like it Right away I'm satisfied with my food before I try it Can't deny it to save my life, I'm never lying To brave this mic without the same thing twice Is actually an act to staying up all night With the mood just right And the purchase of a flight from the west coast To the northern lights It's aurora borealis' company that I'm tight with Despite all the things that you've heard I'll admit that most is true and I'll be keeping my word By doing double-duty on a search for new verbs I'll report to work early to deliver the worm With a back well covered by the buddies of ease And no way in hell that I could ever catch a disease And breaking all the codes on the latest machines Well I'll even let you download me for free [Hook]