Afroman - God has smiled on me
Tekst :
Yeah i be acting crazy rapping nasty but dont get me wrong i got sense ima thank god on this song this song is dedcated to all the homeboys that almost died but for some strange coincidental ironic reason u lived through it homeboy but im here to tell u man its not a coincidence and its not ironic gods got a plan and purpose for your life man the quarter piece quartet gonna help us sing it right about now (chicken sound)
(chorus)
God has (come on) smiled on me he has set me free (like when them bullets just fly past you)OOOOH god has smiled on me and hes been good to me
(rapping)
Before i was a wild juvenille i used to be a mild christian young child i used to seek and seek search and search analyze everybody in my church a 1 2 ive seen a lot of hypocrits religous fakers deacon hormungers and often takers when i turned 13 i thought church was fake i took all i could take so i took a lil brake i went to the world and bought a jerry curl and some crack to slice so i can do my own thing the street life i didnt understand good so i started gangbanging to prove my man hood yeah have fun baggin the gun the baddest kid on the block was a christian son went to the county jail not once but twice gambling with my life with the dealing dice buucoooc
(chorus)
I got released in 94 told my mamma i dont wanna get in trouble no mo
i wanna find a job obtain some wealth be independant like u and take care of my self (chicken sound) i stopped bangin i really quit but not the people that i got into it wit back in the day from pompale to LA they got beef wit me homie up until this day to make a long story short i stepped out the tub walked around the corner to the local night club sittin at a table just doin my thang just when i got approached by this rival gang his gang and my gang just got into it i tried to explain i didnt do it i told ya bro since 94 i been straight man i dont mess around no more (chicken sound)
(chorus)
U know what he said man he got smart wit me he said
call the mortuary order some flowers u quit ur game but we never quit ours
he got exited we started fist fightin like mike tyson i was scratchin and bitin a bunch of them started mobing me threw me on the floor and started robbing me the things that they took from me wasnt nothing major wallet walkman cheap lil pager they took my foodstamps took my knife took me and tried to take my life (chicken sound) i tried to fight back but my efforts was useless aint no need to make enough excuses amen i was on the ground getting beat down
8 different people kicking me around i thought about all the bad things i did when i ran from god as a little bitty kid no sign no reason no clue no warning no fare nobody cared 2 o clock in the morning heavy licks they was layin on me but at the same time my momma she was prayin 4 me lights from the helicopter filled the air and the police cars came every were i told jesus i dont deserve you but let me live and ill serve you god has smiled
(chorus)
Sometimes when im drinking man i think about all my close calls ya know what im saying the times i almost got shot the times i was comiting crimes almost got caught by the police man i think abought car accidents that never happened i think about home boys i speak to one day next day they catch 50 60 years mabye even rest in peace u know what im saying but check this out man we still alive right? god aint through wit us so lets put it down man stop all this madness know what im sayin go on take care of some situations we need to take care of and to all the homeboys who robbed me hey man im still alive so if yall be so kind go down there and buy my tape man that will make up them food stamps yall took from me right (chicken sound)
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound! That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now im found was blind but now i see
god has smiled on me he has set me free god has smilled on me and hes been good to me
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound! That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now im found was blind but now i see
god has smiled on me he has set me free god has smilled on me and hes been good to me
Afroman - Graveyard shift
Tekst :
(Is night shift okay with you? Yes. Hey, well you got yourself a job, homey.)
Graveyard shift ain’t never dead. We got to work when people go to bed.
We got a tremendous work overload. The boss don’t care about the dress code.
So if your hair’s messed up, come on in. Nobody don’t care 3 o’clock in the morning.
I’m fantasizin’ about a six four, broke as hell moppin’ the floor.
I don’t know but I gots the hunch that it’s almost time for lunch.
Smokin’ cigarettes in the parking lot, all the homies tellin’ lies about the women they got.
Nobody gets offended at a racial joke. Everybody’s laughin’ tryin’ to stay woke.
We takin’ it easy, though times are hard, pullin’ practical jokes on the security guard.
And if you come late, the boss won’t boot ya, standin’ ‘round talkin’ ‘bout the future.
Don’t even trip if you feel tired. Take a little nap, you won’t get fired.
Drink a little beer, smoke you a spliff, nobody cares on the graveyard shift.
Buc-wuci-wuci-wooci-woo. Buc-buc-buc-buci-buccooocc!
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!)
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!)
You don’t have to slave too hard, on the Graveyard.
My name is Joseph Foreman, they call me ‘Fro. I work at the neighborhood grocery store.
We actin’ crazy like a bunch of kids, playin’ frisbee with the trash can lids
When the bossman comes, baby, we don’t run. He’s a fool like us just tryin’ to have fun.
Graveyard shift is a little bit prouder, play the radio just a little bit louder.
DJ playin’ that midnight mix. Dance contest on isle number 6.
Bumpin’ that old school 2-short rhyme. Got the homeboys in a Soul Train line.
You wanna act crazy, go ahead and be wild. If you wanna rap, go ahead and freestyle.
Graveyard shift, you just can’t beat it. If you get hungry, grab something and eat it.
Drinkin’ in the back with my home girl. The beer’s on the house from the Corporate World.
Act like a fool ‘til the break of dawn, yellin’ curse words on the intercom.
Drag racin’ with the fork lift. Nobody cares on the graveyard shift.
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!)
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!)
You don’t have to slave too hard, on the Graveyard.
(Break it down, fellas.)
I never would work on daytime. Graveyard shift is my play time.
Daytime jobs are flaky. Daytime jobs are shaky.
Like Jello Gelatin, so I work graveyard shift like a skeleton.
An afro-classic is what I am. I drive to work without a traffic jam.
Everybody on the graveyard is like my brother, always lookin’ out for each other.
Speak up fo’ ya like I know ya. If you come late, we’ll punch the clock fo’ ya.
We gots no money, but we gots pride. If you car breaks down, I’ll give you a ride.
Cause the Corporate World is oh, so cold to the people at the bottom of the totem pole.
Divided we fall, together we stand. What you need? Get it from the Afroman.
I’m not a thief, but I got the hook up for the bar-b-que ribs you wanna cook up.
And if you need somebody to get drunk with, call the homeboys from the graveyard shift.
(Dedicated to all the blue collar workers strugglin’, strivin’, throbbin’, and thrivin’. )
Paaaaaaaaarty! (If the boss lookin’ for me…)On the graveyard shift. (…I’ll be in my car asleep.)
Paaaaaaaaarty! (Hey, so watch my back.) On the graveyard shift.
(Hey, cuz, tap on the window of something.)
You don’t have to slave too hard, on the Graveyard.
Happiness is hard to find. Happiness is a state of mind.
It can’t be found in fame or wealth, it’s found real deep inside yourself.
Brothers, stop singin’ the blues, throw parties and bar-b-ques.
Don’t destroy your life, enjoy your life. Play with your kids and make love to your wife.
Drink a little beer, don’t smoke no crack, have a good time before Christ comes back.
Keep your head high, keep your back stiff. I’ll see you Sunday night for the graveyard shift.
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift.
Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift.
You don’t have to slave too hard, on the Graveyard.
(Hey, check this out loco.)
No dental plan. (Graveyard!) No medicare. (Graveyard!)
Said, no vacation. (Graveyard!) The Man don’t care. (Graveyard!)
Ain’t got no union. (Graveyard!) No respect. (Graveyard!)
Dirty uniforms. (Graveyard!) And a short paycheck. (Graveyard!)
Workin’ minimum wage. (Graveyard!) Everyday. (Graveyard!)
We gotta get over some kinda way.
Bucccoooc!
Afroman - Dopefiend
Tekst :
Will somebody call me a cab?
I swallowed another tab
I might overdose under the circumstance
So betta yet call me an ambulance
[Chorus]
Cause I ma dopefiend baby, I don t know why
All I wanna do is get high
Between your legs is where my brain is at
Cause I ma nymphomaniac
I used to smoke marijuana when I was a kid
Now I m trippin on acid
I m high on every drug known to mankind
So go ahead and pass it
[Chorus]
My designated driver was this girl
Her name was Carolyn
But I can t go home cause she just died from an overdose of heroin
She s a dopefiend baby
She don t know why
All she wants to do is get high
Between her legs is where my brain is at
Cause I ma nymphomaniac
[Chorus]
This butt naked girl sat next to me
And offered me some ecstasy
Then she gave me a big fat kiss with a mouth full of LSD
[Chorus]
Wave your hands in the air
Then wave it like you just don t care
If you got on clean underwear somebody say oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Check it out all the homeboys gather round cuz
Repeat after me
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
My hands are shakin, my nose is twitchin, my eyeballs are real gigantic
I m layin in bed, with a throbbin head, and I m trippin on widespread panic
[Chorus - repeat 3X]
Hell yeah, A man, I m gonna do some impersonations right
A, the first one is a mixture between the lead singer of the B-52 s
And Robert Smith from the cure right
[Chorus]
I m gonna do Axl Rose from Guns N Roses cuz
[Chorus]
Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, we gonna sing some country
Maybe I didn t fuck you
But little darling don t cry
The fact is I masturbated
About an hour before you came by
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
On the road again
Open up your legs and let me stick it in
My favorite past time is making love to my girlfriend
I can t wait to shoot my load again
Shoot my load again
Stick my dick some where it s never been