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[00:06.17]Scratches "No static, got an automatic"[00:17.13](Scales)[00:18.13]Too much of anything makes you an addict[00:20.16]Take a ***** back down Tobacco Road[00:22.48]I give my old soul what it's asking for[00:24.83]I'm trying to find where them angels sing at[00:26.61]Where X and King at[00:27.95]So listen for the knowledge I bring back[00:29.82]Cuz cigarette pack and a deuce bottle[00:31.65]Blue collar, ain't too much we can do, Father[00:34.02]Taketh me, I live life so anxiously[00:36.81]Tell me this is bout more than sex and buying drugs[00:39.36]Maybe, but anyway we, burn daily[00:41.27]Sip Bailey's, early ***, unwanted babies[00:44.74]Scream push till I push daisies, Pops raised me[00:47.40]Through this blind crippled and crazy world[00:49.71]I'm just riding along, see where it takes me[00:51.76]Keep buying cars and rims until it breaks me[00:54.19]I fold like bread on a loose sandwich, too damaged[00:56.75]Still I gotta slow down and find a balance[00:58.63]Chorus:[00:58.96]No static, got an automatic[01:01.40]Too much of anything makes you an addict[01:16.96](Skinny Deville)[01:17.96]We spend a lot of long nights trying to make it hot like an open flame[01:20.69]Smoking Jane posted on this porch I got this close to fame[01:23.25]Without the Leroy, but we live forever Wooden Leather[01:26.06]Slum is in my Village like them ****ed up in Detroit (what up though)[01:28.94]And I'm going for the gusto, every day is cutthroat[01:31.71]But I don't give a **** yo[01:32.88]Gutter bread, slice it different ways I got some shit to say[01:35.32]Split the Swisher, pack the hay, roll it up and hit the b***h[01:37.93]Addicted to this country living, givin' it my all dog[01:40.08]Raw till a fall y'all from here to California[01:42.50]Went back again, traffickin' like Raj' "What's Happenin?"[01:45.05]I'm traveling, looking for that Kill like I'm Bill ill[01:47.68]In my own right left without my soul tight[01:49.90]Roll through a cold night, swervin' on a country road[01:52.24]Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with some funky Dro[01:54.72]Too much of anything can make a playa lose control[01:56.91]Chorus:[01:57.20]No static, got an automatic[01:59.76]Too much of anything makes you an addict[02:15.44](Scales)[02:16.44]See I love my reefer, love my Guinness[02:18.92]And I don't fit into society, I'm a menace[02:21.26]Slap my balls on your rack like tennis[02:23.74]And turn the Henny up and don't stop till I'm finished[02:26.15]I'm pissy drunk, one shot might get me crunk[02:28.78]Not to mention shorty rollin' up 50 blunts[02:31.30]We got Nappy in this b***h[02:33.04]Sticks to the bricks[02:34.03]I'm a cowboy, dog[02:34.75]It's to the fence[02:34.79](Skinny)[02:35.79]We rollin 90 in the slow lane, with just enough to traffic[02:38.25]Cross the line bout forty times a week on the average[02:40.88]Forward and backwards, pack is like a sack lunch[02:43.20]Ridin' dirty, high as ****, puffin on a fat blunt[02:46.04]What yo ass want, Nappy serve it all day[02:48.02]Always keep a Caddy Hog and dog it's all wood[02:50.68]Too much of anything can make you think it's all good[02:53.05]Got a automatic Skinny Deville and we all should[02:54.92]Chorus:[02:55.35]No static, got an automatic[03:12.92]Too much of anything makes you an addict