The Cranberry Show - Traffic Lights lyrics

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Cause I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

Now that the traffic got bad, ain't no room in this... I'm a boss

So I make my own lane

You can follow in my direction if you practice to perfection

And if you get lost I can leave some footprints

Cause I got cars, ... but this music intersection is cracked around

Cause I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

Well, well, what shall I do now?

This industry is in a ...

I'm telling you god my ears is like a land field, super

To pass the time I chill with this Indian bitch

But everything she cook, she Mark Curry

I'm hangin' with mister Cooper

See when it comes to was hot, these niggas like sandals

They flip flop, so like a ... this where that shit stops

Hip hop, I kicked that, my mind is so advanced

is where... stuck in that neanderthal stands

... I flip that, it's like a pistol click clap

I cock it back, and turn these g's to gents with no rift rafs

And plus they try they best while I remain the coolest motherfucker

Something like... west

Damn homey, my lane is like summer on top of summer

Doing anything in my power, like number on top of number

You know 6 square, 4 square, 3 square, 2 cube

Without a million motherfucking views on you tube

Now that the traffic got bad, ain't no room in this... I'm a boss

So I make my own lane

You can follow in my direction if you practice to perfection

And if you get lost I can leave some footprints

Cause I got cars, ... but this music intersection is cracked around

Cause I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

Man I'm tired of hearing these nigga talk about how they going in

While you there, do me a favor, bring back my rap hand

I left it there in '07, you niggas late, I ain't talking shit

I did fix a ... I told you, I don't play around with these pro tools

A nigga tell one dope, my response...

favorite rapper, that's me

...I'm the only one who can fuck with me

Luckily, I'm some other shit, no fuckaree

But these niggas think they above as me

When it comes to doing this I'm Hercules

To the rap game is like high-school or the white ones

I'm the black dude, they expect me to ball that natural

it's why I did the opposite on the assholes

And use my words to get me what that college degree did

Now everybody keep on asking me for my secrets

Chill out I got this, I'm going up...

...now preparing for this hard shit, bitch

Now that the traffic got bad, ain't no room in this... I'm a boss

So I make my own lane

You can follow in my direction if you practice to perfection

And if you get lost I can leave some footprints

Cause I got cars, ... but this music intersection is cracked around

Cause I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit

I don't stop at traffic lights boy I go around the shit