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lirik lagu slacker – tech nine

slacker, a person who shirts his work or duty
a person who evades military service in the wartime
hehe hehe he, i know one thing man
i’m gonna have my kicks before the whole sh-t house goes up in flame

you know what i’m sayin’? hehe heheh
eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die
that’s what life’s about man, good times, a little salad
haha

yo yo, i’m a product of reganomics, neurotic
they sayin’ homage is gone up, inhaling chronic
the oddest i’m stayin’ honest, i’m ’bout to make it famous
so you can take that j o b and you can shove it up your -n-s

i ain’t never understood how the world works
but i always understood why the girls twerk
for a baller not a nine-to-five
barely makin’ it with disgust behind ya eyes

so i just grip my piece, rip off fleece
out to take ya lip off chief with my peeps
we ruthless if you got money then deuce it
goofs get toothless, with loose off two-fifths, we useless

i wanna kick it but ain’t got the dough
sneak in the concert, trip and make ’em stop the show
we gots to go! push me and i sock the po’
gettin’ the bail from my parents is impossible

(i’m a slacker)
never did i have a lotta dough
(i’m a slacker)
smoking pot and watching videos

(i’m a slacker)
go whichever way the wind blows
those just tuning in, i’m just lettin’ you know
(i’m a slacker)
every time i take a look around

(i’m a slacker)
stuck up on the faces around
i don’t do enough, i just fool around
y’all can go to h-ll, how does that sound?

now you can tell from my everyday fits, i ain’t rich
i sneak with a piece when i grit
(grit)
i’m just another gatman caught up in the mix
(mix)

tryna take yo’ dollar and yo’ fifteen cents
(i grind with a pistol)
i stay rid of you lames
(ya’ll gay!)

i play video games
(all day!)
when kans city mo’ brains, it’s gritty slow game
we diddy-bop with really no change
(ya’ll bang!)

and people holla, “how ya do dat dere
“why ya pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?”
lightin’ a bleeze or with my people ridin’ a regal
always in trouble with coppers ‘cuz we drivin’ illegal
(drivin’ illegal)

i ain’t never givin’ them lee-way to hear me nay
the judicial -ssembly’s gay hey
i come out at night ‘cuz i sleep all day
tryna get with def jam, loud, or mca

(i’m a slacker)
never did i have a lotta dough
(i’m a slacker)
smoking pot and watching videos

(i’m a slacker)
go whichever way the wind blows
those just tuning in, i’m just lettin’ you know
(i’m a slacker)
every time i take a look around

(i’m a slacker)
stuck up on the faces around
i don’t do enough, i just fool around
y’all can go to h-ll, how does that sound?

yo, yo check, enter the party and my homies got to pay for me
i look dazed, it just be another day for me
gettin’ drunk, hopin’ i get to the crib safely
pray for me, ‘cuz i’m needin’ money majorly

sit at home, watchin’ mtv with a empty p o c k e t
i mp3 everything that i hear on the streets
never buy it, don’t deny it, i’m the fear i’ma be
you say get a job? i say hit a kn-b

‘cuz the way you run the world is every bit a fraud
so what you askin’ me? you get no tax from me
i got whites, natives, and mexicans, and blacks with me
huh! i’m tryna get up there with master p

p-ss the d, ‘cuz that’s the way it has to be
we bust to be free, we trust to be g
so f-ck who be glee, it sucks to be me

(i’m a slacker)
never did i have a lotta dough
(i’m a slacker)
smoking pot and watching videos

(i’m a slacker)
go whichever way the wind blows
those just tuning in, i’m just lettin’ you know
(i’m a slacker)
every time i take a look around

(i’m a slacker)
stuck up on the faces around
i don’t do enough, i just fool around
y’all can go to h-ll, how does that sound?

(i’m a slacker)
never did i have a lotta dough
(i’m a slacker)
smoking pot and watching videos

(i’m a slacker)
go whichever way the wind blows
those just tuning in, i’m just lettin’ you know
(i’m a slacker)
every time i take a look around

(i’m a slacker)
stuck up on the faces around
i don’t do enough, i just fool around
y’all can go to h-ll, how does that sound?

i’m a slacker
(doo)
i’m a slacker
(doo, doo, doo, doo)
yeah
(doo-o)

i’m a slacker
(doo)
i’m a slacker
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
yeah
(doo-o)

i’m a slacker
(doo)
i’m a slacker
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
yeah
(doo-o)
…

- tech nine

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