Ted Martin- "DUI" (lyrics in description)

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Engineering by: Johnny R.
No Warning Shot Studios 2014
LYRICS
VERSE 1: I drop shit in the booth, spittin the truth, ill give ya the loot, you gimme the brew/
I'm drankin, skatin til the policemen kickin me out n gimme the boot/
No timberlands, I just deliver jams, I'm so cold hearted you be shiverin/
Eight cops at the skate spot still grind/
Nollie poppin like Hopsin I gotta ill mind/
Don't wanna hear ya ass whine, never change for a bad dime/
Gettin tested by the minute tryna pass time/
On the outside ya act fine, but on the inside you depressed and always ask yourself why?/
Seein everybody happy brings out your downside/
Now you stuck in the crib desperate like them housewives/
But fuck it take shots, how that lead feel?/
Yea stay hot, you know that Ted real/
We all have our grey spots, I'm on a treadmill/
I run and run but stay in the same spot/

HOOK: Eighth and a flask, wasting gas, but life's too short, we tryna make it last/
So we blunt ridin, drunken drivin, somethin violent, fuckin vibin/ (X2)

VERSE 2: Hello officer, how ya doing dick?/ (what?)
Drivin drunk is some stupid shit? Well I'm a stupid kid/
I don't give a fuck like no sex, he liked my donut shirt, OF/
He called me left brain cuz i wasn't thinkin right/
I told him Ted sane, I was only drinking sprite/
Didn't believe me, must be atheist, im just tryna get home to see my naked bitch shake her tits/
I chop a cop into bacon bits/
Society wont accept me, I'm off the waiting list/
N I ain't going to college save it bitch/
The law's like my momma heart, feel like im always breakin it/

HOOK: Eighth and a flask, wasting gas, but life's too short, we tryna make it last/
So we blunt ridin, drunken drivin, somethin violent, fuckin vibin/ (X2)