get on the bus
Singer:busdriver
you know the blowed style
and niggas who trip quick
you're paying to fix you broken stick shift but you want a new coupe
so broads will let you hit their clit and poop chute
and lick your dick like their tooting flutes
i picked up a rowdy bunch on an emcee bounty hunt
they would just loudly grunt
i couldn't fit the whole crew in the hallway
they sucked and got booed off stage
a fellow g put their styles in the trash heap
and said their tracks wreaked
now these niggas wanted to blast heat
i told ben we need a trapdoor on the blowed stage
cause with these careless drivers i'll set a crash course on road rage
i picked up an r&b chick who said i was a gorgeous adonis
i said she was a moral less songstress
who looked like a tortoise in a prom dress
you know you shouldn't record this your song list
you know the blowed style
don't be at the back asleep
'bout to miss your stop now
the rough tough and dangerous
it was an open white canvas for ab to tag on
the yellow l.a. unified and charters for road trips
these are the busses and the drivers i've rolled with
work the route then back to the base
they pick you up and drop you off from place to place
we don't want it to waste
we know that we gotta make it pop off before they make a mockery of
they don't take you there like this obviously does
this bus is bound for the underground rhyme battlin'
is you is or is you ain't traveling?
or up for the challenging of crash collision
crews step up to get banned from television
you'll be guided safe by a sober busdriver
no liquor for this particular afterlifer
smell the smoke and see the fire
not on this bus!" he yells