Dollar Van Confessions
What's going on then
hanging from the awning
At 5 in the morning
In the story that's where I spawn in
Out the gauntlet into the gulag
Move on to moolah, cruise on to the shooters
Squad Freddy Kreuger's kugels doing kegels in the new land
Oo man rolling Oo oops for the new opps
"Fuck cops!" should be written on all blocks
I'm the new vigilante, rap Jimmy Durante
Freestyling at canteen
Plant seeds of team for those that can't see
No vision, infinity prism
Whilst Bacon, minty precision
50's ambition mixed with
Thrifty descriptions and miss-me convictions.
Listen! Don't get me off my mission
Of whupping all those that need to be ass whipping
Yeah!
See these hands, catch these hands
Meet these hands this weekend
No tweakin' like ya Bernie
Interject all disrespect
No reflect gets ya wrecked even tho I'm 30
A bit wordy but other-worldly, rap squirrely
I pick on pigeons, like "Hey birdie!"
I'm more NY call me Pauly and Bernie
With a hot pretzel, a Glizzy and Yayz cuz I'm thirsty
At 3:30 AM we ain't playing, we workin'
I'm so NY y'all don't want a part of it
I hopped in a dollar van and promptly got thrown out of it,
Hollerin', I tried to follow it
Walked down Utica, B no apologist
Finally the comeback I wanted, so I vomited,
"Y'all assholes need proctologists!"
Ha ha... Got 'em!
hanging from the awning
At 5 in the morning
In the story that's where I spawn in
Out the gauntlet into the gulag
Move on to moolah, cruise on to the shooters
Squad Freddy Kreuger's kugels doing kegels in the new land
Oo man rolling Oo oops for the new opps
"Fuck cops!" should be written on all blocks
I'm the new vigilante, rap Jimmy Durante
Freestyling at canteen
Plant seeds of team for those that can't see
No vision, infinity prism
Whilst Bacon, minty precision
50's ambition mixed with
Thrifty descriptions and miss-me convictions.
Listen! Don't get me off my mission
Of whupping all those that need to be ass whipping
Yeah!
See these hands, catch these hands
Meet these hands this weekend
No tweakin' like ya Bernie
Interject all disrespect
No reflect gets ya wrecked even tho I'm 30
A bit wordy but other-worldly, rap squirrely
I pick on pigeons, like "Hey birdie!"
I'm more NY call me Pauly and Bernie
With a hot pretzel, a Glizzy and Yayz cuz I'm thirsty
At 3:30 AM we ain't playing, we workin'
I'm so NY y'all don't want a part of it
I hopped in a dollar van and promptly got thrown out of it,
Hollerin', I tried to follow it
Walked down Utica, B no apologist
Finally the comeback I wanted, so I vomited,
"Y'all assholes need proctologists!"
Ha ha... Got 'em!
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Writer(s): Sam Adler
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