Slacker Lyrics

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Aug 29, 2002
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For the hell of it, I jotted down some of the lyrics to slacker. Theres a few parts that don't make sense or have <?> in them, so they're probably wrong or missing... Help fill in the blanks for me!

Slacker
A person who sherks his work or duty
A person who evades military service in wartime
I know one thing man,
I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames
you know what I'm sayin?
Eat, Drink, and be merry
For tomorrow you may die
That's what life's about man
Good times, <?>

I'm a product of reaganomics
neurotic, they say <unknown>
just got up inhalin chronic
the oddest, I'm stayin honest
I'm about to make it famous
so you can take that J-O-B and you can shove it up your anus

I aint never understood how the world works
but I always understood why the girls twerk
for a baller not a 9-5 barely makin it with disgust behind your eyes
so I just grip my piece
rip off fleece
out to take your lip off cheap
with my peeps, we ruthless
if you got money induce the goose get toothless
we loose of 2 fifths we useless

I wanna kick it but aint got the dough
sneak in the concert trippin
make 'em stop the show
we gotsta go
push me and I sock the po
gettin the bail from my parents is impossible

<Chorus>

I'm a slacker
(Never did I have a lot of dough)
I'm a slacker
(Smokin pot and watchin videos)
I'm a slacker
(Go whichever way the wind blows,
Those just tunin in I'm just lettin you know)
I'm a slacker
(Every time I take a look around)
I'm a slacker
(<unknown> ...the ground)
I'm a slacker
(I don't do enough I just fool around
Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?)

Now you can tell by my everyday fits I aint rich
I sneak with a piece when I grip
I'm just another gatman caught up in the mix
try'na take your dollar and your fifteen cents
(I crime with a pistol)
I stay rid of you lames (Ya'll games)
I play video games (All day)
Well Kansas City mo' brains is gritty slow game
we ditty bop a really no change (What the fuck???)


And people holla "how you do that thang?"
"Why ya pants hangin low and why you grew that hair?"
Light 'em up please with my people ridin in a regal
always in trouble with coppers 'cause we drivin illegal

and I aint never givin them leway to me me nay,
the judicial assembly's gay hey!
I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day
trying to get with def jam loud or mca

<Repeat Chorus>

Go to the party then my homies got to pay for me
holla days it'll just be another day for me
getting drunk hopin I get to the crilla' safely
pray for me, cause I'm needin money majorly
sit at home watchin MTV with an MTP, OC can't ET
I MP3 everything that I hear on the street
Never buy it, don't deny it
I'm the fear I'm the beast
You say get a job?
I say hit a knob
'cause the way you run the world is every bit a fraud
so what you ask of me?
You get no tax from me
I got whites, natives, and mexicans and blacks with me

I'm tryin to get up there with master P
Pass the D cause that's the way it has to be
we bust to be free
we trust <?>
so fuck <?>
It sucks to be me

<Chorus>