music: n. hexum, c. sexton, a. wills, t. mahoney lyrics:
n. hexum, c. sexton, a. wills, t. mahoney
Rollin, windows down, kicked back controlling, not
holding or folding, see no cold in the streets dirty looks huh,
we think it's funny working class squares scrounging for the money
but we're cooling in the middle of june getting girls getting
lit and making up tunes Now I live in peace better bet i'm trollin
just looking for some trouble and then rollin Gonna tell it to
you straigh i'm gonna tell you a story it's not a fairy tale and
it gets a little gory it happened one night when tequilla was
flowing we were walking to my car unaware unknowing i stepped
across the street in no hurry and what happened next it gets a
little blurry this chump nearly hits me in a green pinto so i
threw my bottle bam! and broke his window he screeched to a halt
jumped out of his car i stepped straight to him gonna make him
see stars yes the situation was going to explode thought i should
give him a warning said you better hit the road i new it would
be easy if i tagged him first so i cracked him in the face made
his other window burst i hit him with a right then a leeft didn't
land then he turned his head and i broke my hand What you wanna
do Do what you wanna I gotta cast on my hand and the girls think
i'm a jerk I can't play my bass and I can't go to work. This is
a true story it all did happen better bet i regret that moment
of scrapin' been two years now scince this all took place i learn
from being stupid I learn for my mistake now i live in peace my
fight controllin Cant say it wasn't fun in those days of rollin'