Your Old Droog – Tried By 13 (Vaclav Havel) lyrics

Uh huh, uh huh
Check check, one two
Three four, four five
Count, count, check

(Verse):

Took a look at the books
What a surprise to find
Said I make more money in my sleep
Than your rise and grind
We like Seinfeld with them reruns on Hulu
Don't talk to me about funds
Your word is bandulu, son
Entire aura’s off brand
Your career's somewhere with cannabis (where you going?)
Running twenty miles in soft sand (what that mean?)
That mean it's jogging in place
And I would eat your food, but I don’t got no dog in the race
Care less about the outcome, it's all about the income
Sound exchange checks buy, like word to Al Lindstrom
Forty racks and then some
Somewhere eating dim sum
Why spend it on some goofy ass chain with an emblem? (yo)
Lack of fuck to give, still try to be to productive
Droog ain't a loud-mouth or a gossiper (no)
Just lay low and you'll prosper
Existential dread ain't nothing
But a Rasta philosopher, listen (what?)
Got more hits than Kris Kristofferson
So lames better have em offers out when they Hoffa-ing
Get those checks out like Vaclav Havel
Same punks to front a gun and come back groveling
All to bow in my presence, I'm sovereign
These clowns servicing, ya'll providence
I should spit on you, put hands on 'em
But I don’t want that dirt on my mittens (you know what?)
Matter fact, ya’ll forgiven
Greedy fucks always want more than is given
Shoulda been shitin' kittens, what a pittance
Now good riddance, had fun on them strikes
In sentence, the game bout to shift seismically
Throwing salt on my name cosmically, a felony
Go seek repentance, this ain’t no spelling bee
I'm not tryna hear you use it in a sentence (shut the fuck up)
Better never hear it coming out your mouth again
Shit is like Southpole talking down on Ralph Lauren

(Outro)

It's about 10 minutes to the show let's go to line 1 you’re on the air

Yeah this is Kevin, I'm calling from outer space

Yeah go ahead

And we don't listen to you all day, and we just think you're a big bag of (?)

Oh, why's that?

Well, sir, what is it? Would you care to challenge a point of mine and make a presentation on it? Or do you just want to say I'm a bag of (?)? I mean I'll be glad to listen to what your argument is

Kevin: Well, there's this time, you know...

Well give me an example sir, you're going nowhere!

Kevin: Okay, okay...

Okay, well, I guess you got nowhere to go. I'll tell you, boy, that one killed me. Line 2