Saturdays

Most Saturday's stays the same

i'm a probably splash pins at the Bathurst lanes

don't fuck with the Jesus ... half insane

salad days in my past . still that's my man

Maybe back to the pub we dipping to downtown

we ride the iron snake we sip the fine brown

or found in little Italy chilling with trink

plus a trilogy of villains with auxiliary drinks

Danny Miles gets daps Timmy turn out taps

and bounce place to place like absurd outcasts

when I'm not on tour keep a blurred out mask

like ghost face you most beta those herbs don't ask

I keep low pro got a goat in the logo

records out of FUN so dope put out a BOLO

everybody know big smoke to acapolco

my pack got a vocals impact like krakatoa tho

In the dark of night or the heat of day

in the city I'm a beast that can't be contained

on the road I'm a freak when you peep the stage

no similarity to me he’s too strange

Sparing no thought for the less advance

tour the US, Canada and blessing France

more magic in the mind than Wayne Gretzky’s hands

the rap Jesus from regina not Bethlehem

In the summer in the park drinking gets me ham

till narc roll up we need an exit plan

they on bikes i'm nuked up and dressed in vans

the whole posse intransigent yes we can

Mutherfucker the task force to get rucker

rap lovers who smash bottles and make Iraq ruckus

I'm half cut, won't back up that's bad luck cause

Timmy buck he lack dukets and puke could splash buckets

We sick with it cruise down the strip

with booze in two fists like it's two thousand six

ubiquitous with the click that won't quit

told you Timmy’s omnipotent you don't want this

In the dark of night or the heat of day

in the city I'm a beast that can't be contained

on the road I'm a freak when you peep the stage

no similarity to me he’s too strange