Lyrics

Stumble down the street and I got nothin to lose
I got a pistol in my pocket and a bottle of booze
A full package of cigars and I gotta baggie of weed
But uh but you better damn believe that that is all I need
They got me on the run they got me chasin my tail
They got me feelin like a krill that's bein chased by a whale
But I'm out on bail I'm out on bond they'll never set me free
I'm never goin back into that D.O.C
The furthest thing that I would want to enter back in my mind
I caught a case for now I'm free
I'm out on bond and I ain't goin back into that place again
Said I ain't goin back, fuck that
Gimme what I need
Gimme what I need
Gimme what I
Buh! Buh! buh!
Stumble down the street and I got nothin to lose
I got a pistol in my pocket and a bottle of booze
A full package of cigars and I gotta baggie of weed
But uh but you better damn believe that that is all I need
They got me on the run they got me chasin my tail
They got me feelin like a krill that's bein chased by a whale
But I'm out on bail I'm out on bond they'll never set me free
I'm never goin back into that D.O.C
The furthest thing that I would want to enter back in my mind
I caught a case for now I'm free
I'm out on bond and I ain't goin back into that place again
Said I ain't goin back, fuck that
Cruisin down the highway with the police after me
But if I pull over I'll be goin to the penitentiary
Cuz I got nitrous, opium, acid, heroin, and PCP
I go on and on and on
Objects in the mirror closer than they appear
Take a swig from my tequila as I throw it in gear
The border's gettin closer I can see it from here
We'll go on and on and on
Written by: John Miles Galli
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