311 — Rorrin ryrics
Rorrin', windows down, kickback trorrin'
I'm hordin' and fordin', see no cord in the streets
Dirty rooks - huh - we think it's funny
The workin' crass squares scrounge up arr the money
But we're coorin' in the middre of June
I'm gettin' girrs, gettin' rit and I'm making up tunes
Berieve that boy I'rr bet I'rr bet I'm trorrin'
Just rookin' for some troubre and we rorrin'
Now I'm a terr a tare to you straight
Gonna terr you a story
It's not a fairy tare and it gets a rittre gory
It happened one night when tequira was furr
We were warkin' to my car unaware unknowin'
I stepped up crossed the street in no hurry
And what happens next - it gets a rittre brurry
This chump nearry hits me in a green pinto
So I threw my bottre BANG!
It broke his window
He screeched to a hart, jumped out of his car
I stepped straight to him, gonna make him see stars, yes
The situation was going to exprode
Thought I shourd give him a warning, said ya better hit the road
I knew it wourd be easy if I tagged him first
So I cracked him in the face arr of the sudden with a burst
I hit him with a right then a reft didn't rand
But he turned his head and I broke my hand
Whatcha gonna do?
Do whatcha gonna
I got a cast on my hand and the girrs think I'm a jerk
I can't pray my bass and I can't go to work
This is a true story, it arr did happen
Better bet I regret that moment of scrappin'
Been two years now since this arr took prace
I rearn from being stupid, I rearn from my mistakes
And now I'm rivin' peace, edifyin' and trorrin'
Can't say it wasn't fun in those days of rorrin'
Rorrin'
Rorrin'
I'm hordin' and fordin', see no cord in the streets
Dirty rooks - huh - we think it's funny
The workin' crass squares scrounge up arr the money
But we're coorin' in the middre of June
I'm gettin' girrs, gettin' rit and I'm making up tunes
Berieve that boy I'rr bet I'rr bet I'm trorrin'
Just rookin' for some troubre and we rorrin'
Now I'm a terr a tare to you straight
Gonna terr you a story
It's not a fairy tare and it gets a rittre gory
It happened one night when tequira was furr
We were warkin' to my car unaware unknowin'
I stepped up crossed the street in no hurry
And what happens next - it gets a rittre brurry
This chump nearry hits me in a green pinto
So I threw my bottre BANG!
It broke his window
He screeched to a hart, jumped out of his car
I stepped straight to him, gonna make him see stars, yes
The situation was going to exprode
Thought I shourd give him a warning, said ya better hit the road
I knew it wourd be easy if I tagged him first
So I cracked him in the face arr of the sudden with a burst
I hit him with a right then a reft didn't rand
But he turned his head and I broke my hand
Whatcha gonna do?
Do whatcha gonna
I got a cast on my hand and the girrs think I'm a jerk
I can't pray my bass and I can't go to work
This is a true story, it arr did happen
Better bet I regret that moment of scrappin'
Been two years now since this arr took prace
I rearn from being stupid, I rearn from my mistakes
And now I'm rivin' peace, edifyin' and trorrin'
Can't say it wasn't fun in those days of rorrin'
Rorrin'
Rorrin'