E-Dubble, Irishtoothache - BBQ 2009 lyrics

Irishtoothache Studios huh?

Go! When a hot summer, no songs get gone
Hear now baby, no words no prom
Throw a hand up high put a drink in the sky
It's back y'all barbecue 2009

2008 popped off looking so fresh
But we lost our jobs, no money no sex
No problem - they call me the solver
And I'll kill that shit like a damn impala
Eat that Mr alan Greenspan
When he was the man, he was the he man
No he is in the no mans
Land like the rest of us
Guess the American dream got the best of us

But fuck that - that shit
Has got me real motivated

Push away from the table I'll pull
You back to the table
Forcefeed you more shit till you
Realize this ain't fable
This is non-fiction, and I'm not christian
So I say tittyfucking Christ with conviction
Then you looked shocked when
I see your reaction
But it feels nice not be redacted
Put the nail in the coffin when
The hammer in my mouth
No radio play for e-scrapper I'm out
Any independants looking for a dirty MC
With a couple law issues just holler at me
No contract needed when I drop my CD
Just leave me a bookcase full
Of figurines and I'm good
I can pretend to be hood
But, I'll need some new hats
And a hammer for looks
No sharpies in here like
The elite stopped working
Only time I meant it in
My words was in person
I don't wanna hurt your feelings
And I need the job
So for the time being yes
You can call me Bob

I am able to seperate myself completely
From the shitty job I perform each week
Just cut the paycheck and don't
Call me to Monday
I guarantee you will wanna be me some day

Go! When a hot summer, no songs get gone
Hear now baby, no words no prom
Throw a hand up high put a drink in the sky
It's back y'all barbecue 2009

Push the humble pie to the side
Save it for dessert
Send my tax relief check, ye Imma go berserk
Show the feddy gov the
Definition of inflation
Enter the Carribbean, dollars in the haitians
Spending George, like a lord
Make it rain, on the porch
Drink enough liquor to start
Thinking we have war
We're in the office instead of George
Knowing we were better for it
Pull the ratchet out and start
Shooting the fucking dead horse
Yes y'all - politics is a dumb topic
But, it's easy to make fun of, so please
Don't knock us just rock it up in your Prius
Until you begin to see it
Having visions of Irishtoothache and you
Just wanna be us and I can't blame you
I would probably feel the same too
I'm e-dubble but if I wasn't I wanna be Muth
And I know that sounds like contempt
But, I had a bad day and this
Is how I like to vent

Go! When a hot summer, no songs get gone
Hear now baby, no words no prom
Throw a hand up high put a drink in the sky
It's back y'all barbecue 2009

When a hot summer, no songs no problem
Th-th-th-th-th-th-they call me the solver
(Oooh)
Yes, e-scrap put the nail in the coffin
A-a-able to seperate myself completely