This is Stona E the abominable dope man
I'm chillin' here with Sanch the Audible Smoke man
A matter fact we comin' live with the whole band
So hold on man, you too mam, now here we go

(Sanch)
I'll open up the books now don't you dare laugh
Or you'll have an Audible Smoke fire-hose on your ass
You may have graduated at the very top of your class
but you're comin in, you're comin' in, you're comin' in last
Quickly switch tracks a runaway train pull the switch fast
Eyes welling up with dollar signs, dreams of quick cash
Feel the whip crack into your back welcome reality
Feel the whip snap, life is a game protect your queen
You just got ahead on your payments
'Till the cops pull you over take a seat on the pavement
Now he's going through your stuff while you try to explain it
Man, you just bought that sack
And you cannot afford to replace it
Headin to the home tire feelin kinda spent
and you just realized that now you're short on your rent
You gotta pay that water bill on the next paycheck
and now your radiators smokin man, what did you expect?
When it rains it pours such a familiar scene
Here's an alternative way to make some easy green
You turned your eyes to the streets and started slangin speed
It's just enough to get on top but now you're feeding greed
You need more!
Cash flowin heads peddlin rock
You need more!
Vast plans of an expanded block
You need more!
Money and power 'till you sold to a cop it goes oh.........
And ya got caught!

OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya just got caught!

(Stona E)
I was a high school looser my knuckles with a ruler
The teachers be smackin I was sleepin in class
and then I wasn't that cool nappin in my own drool
With a puddle on the desk while I dream about breasts
and then the school bell rang, I'm out the door man
Back to my pad where I live with my mom
and my step dad, Ron, who used to yell
'Clean up the dog shit and mow the front lawn
and then when you're done keep the stereo down'
Yo I thought he was an asshole
He thought I was a clown
Him and my moms would go to bed about ten o clock
Sometimes approximately but usually on the dot
and me I couldn't sleep I had a hard ass cock
Lock down curfew with my shit on rock
So I crept to the living room illegal DE-scrambler
Playboy chandler eye candy comes in handy
But my mom she couldn't sleep 'cause something wasn't right
She realized she never got to tell me goodnight
She went back in the living room and flipped on the light
and there I was on the sofa strait grippin it tight
and the look on both our faces was that of shock
There aint nathan I can say son I just got caught

OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya just got caught!

Yeah, you got caught, ya just got caught






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