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The Night Shift

from Do What They Say by John E Cab

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Night shift in a Philly cab

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1st Verse
night time hack slackin off trees and sweet mackin dem broads
while night time flight seekers pissed yackin they souls forth
broken lost words of the old oaths
new world computer binary digital roads north
young bucks all sprechen ze slang
Now reckon with weapons ze bang
this ain't Beckham and Posh Spice
fuck his contract and his cunt wife
I'm sittin sick in a crown vic with a blunt knife
copped off fiend dice the squeegee man
Bridge and Pratt cab stand home a da sleazy man
Ruski hot blooded Nigerian refugee got bad touched by a clergy
waiting for fares man there ain't none there
rolled under the EL the scene was like hell
dope spot thugs squeezin off shotgun shells
and runts out the PJ's deliverin mail

Verse 2
Woke then smoke the days is all haze
a fog a dialogue a log a gone pay
We long way from youths to brute peddlin
chillin in white wall tenement crew settlements
I run routes through urban playgrounds
where the villainous kids is finnin to lay down
callin me old head son don't play now
pull ya head out ya ass have you shittin ya brains out
you tame lame in the vein I'm warm
I'm red blood liquor thicker than a dame in porn
get off my tube dancin I bomb ya mcmansions
Islamic with tantrums it's karmic you can't run
underachiever playing cleaver wit eager beavers
eager to be believers in my ether or Cleveland steamer
John E Cab high boss in lowlands
hold vagina in Chinatown lofts like Lo Pan

Verse 3
Philly PA don't want no leeway
for me to get paid I should have deejayed
Ole Ole Ole bols is rushin in
fuckin wit nuggets and bumpin chins knucklin
runnin gully no tippin tricks across town
while corner generals orderin sentinels around
no wonder my thunder stay underground
hon ya plump jugs are fun to play tug around
wit a crane to the back of my neck
"Collateral" what you expect without a ounce of respect
lookin at every face studying hard
cards are called played by you fuckin retards
I was amazed before my neck was grazed
now it's all the same predictable and plain
Not talking raps or hiphop run meter sit back relax at pit stops

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from Do What They Say, track released May 13, 2014
Produced by John E Cab
Lyrics and vocals by John E Cab
Mixed and Mastered by John E Cab

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John E Cab Sarasota, Florida

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