MURS & SLUG

MURS & SLUG - Employees Of The Year lyrics

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The employees of the year, now we back to work

We took time off, a couple feelings got hurt

Due to the fact that we never stand still

The ones that can't catch, the ones that can't kill

I dedicate this to the cats that don't feel Felt

Medidate get the head straight trying to be well

Celebrate life and crash with no seatbelt

Slit both wrists so act like you need help

What you say girl? I can't hear you, speak up

Stuck between your lips and them two B cups

Fifty bucks in the dice game

Rollin' with seven and the legend and we twice came

And you know what they hittin' for

56 cities, one van, and we getting dough

Call your girls make plans you can hit the show

Tell your man in advance he can hit the door

Honey wanna move like she knows moves

And in a roller coat suit with a coke spoon

I'm not as young as I look girl, I'm old-school

Somewhere between Pro Tools and a gold tooth

I show you to act like you supposed to

So cool, coast-to-coast, who's that crunk foo'?

Standing on the block leaning on the phone booth

Trying to squeeze a rock to make this orange juice

Little Man seas?,

From the 215 to the 213

It goes a little something from some real emcees

Not fellas (not gangstas) on a killing spree

Shoot, my rap sheet is filled with similes

And if you bite then death be the penalty

But don't worry about my style because it's been O.G.

You make your girlfriend wanna rub her skin on me

C'mon, put my picture on the wall for all to see

When you want it done right then call me

Guaranteed to come tight and flawlessly

The employees of the year, ain't nobody as raw as we

Put my picture on the wall for all to see

When you want it done right then call me

Guaranteed to come tight and flawlessly

The employees of the year, ain't nobody as raw as we

Yo, ticky ticky tick tick tick tick ticky tick

Thug white girls suburban black hippie chick

Punk rock straight hedge hip-hop pot head

Invite 'em all over for a moshpit in my bed (C'mon)

Right blow to the left speaker

The people cold get dumb in front of the sub teacher

Now hold it run don't let it touch the ground

And you know it's done when the cops cut the sound

What else could they say to these underground duns?

Known for eating guppies that clutter all ponds

Free-flowin' on them beats that you sutterin' on

(My man Ant made the jams that we butterin' on)

Breakfast coast (Midwestern coast)

Minogue and Austin (Texas toast)

Whatever dude (I'm a do it this Fall)

Beatin' down your block knockin' pictures off the wall

C'mon, put my picture on the wall for all to see

When you want it done right then call me

Guaranteed to come tight and flawlessly

The employees of the year, ain't nobody as raw as we

Put my picture on the wall for all to see

When you want it done right then call me

Guaranteed to come tight and flawlessly

The employees of the year, ain't nobody as raw as we

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