F/ Devin The Dude

[Chorus: Devin the Dude]

It's gonna be greater later
It's gonna be fine
It just take a little time


[J-Zone Speaking]
Damn cousin. Why you eatin' a turkey neck sand which for?

What's on your mind ^!$$%? %#@!

[Verse One: Devin the Dude]

Spittin' out the spinal cord of a turkey neck
Waitin' for the phone to ring but ain't no work yet
Get up off the couch, take a %#@! and I think

Of how I'm gonna go the whole day without a drink
While I'm writin'
I get excited about the weed that I have

Up two days straight, maybe I need me a bath
It seems that I'm trapped
In a life that I love

I might get a buzz
You know acceptance from the critics and skeptics
I hop off in the car, but the car won't start

My transmission needs fixin'
My %#@! won't go forward
So I reverse it all the way to the shop

And get out
I ask him to fix it (naw, no dice man)
Check my brakes, it's hard to stop

(Hell no ^!$$%, gimmie my money)
I jog back to my house
I ask him to hold onto my keys

I'll pay you man, c'mon please
It's 32 degrees
And all I have is this turtle neck sweater

And this cold weather
I know it's gonna get better


[Chorus: x2]

[J-Zone speaking]

Damn man. I definitely can relate to you. I'm goin' through some %#@! myself
Give me a little bit of that turkey neck sand which. It looks pretty good
$#&@ it


[Verse Two: J-Zone]
I dig deep into my pockets all my bucks is spent

I'm diggin' deeper and still comin' up with lent
I got three parking tickets
That's three fifteen

I owe the city, so I go hustle some beat CDs
Gave out ten last week
Sounds sweet to me

But they all wantin' beats for free
I need cash and a 9 to 5 ain't an option to get some
I've been fired more times then George Jetson

So I'm waitin' by the phone

[J-Ro]

Can I speak to J-Zone

[J-Zone]

Talkin' bout he paid me a G to come and play this show
I'm out the door
In the route to Manhattan

And my car is overheatin' on C!@#^
The hood is smokin'
Stuck in traffic

And ain't no antifreeze so I use tap water
That should hold me till I see this promoter
And get my scratch from him

Hit the stage, grab the mic and get booed
I don't give a $#&@
I just took advice from the Dude

I just smiled, took a bow and took a pee in the crowd
Went to go get my show fee so I can be out
But the promoter done split
Ain't that some %#@!
And I'm hungry for a tuna fish sand which with chips

And I'm diggin' through my pockets for some Subway clips
You need eight to get a freebie but I only got six
I got clowned by some (*##$
"I heard you sick of bein' rich"
Say, "Hey (*##$, let me borrow

Ha, I'll pay you back tomorrow"
It's ahhhh...

[Chorus]


[Outro: J-Zone]
Yo man $#&@ it. My car is in the shop
My hoes are lookin' chopped. I don't care though