sourmouth – mr. federal lyrics
[hook: sourmouth]
la da da da mr. federal
5-0 nachos dont know i
pack a handheld
scale with paraphanel
intent ta deal
i got sacks in the back
pack, h-lla federal
[verse 1: sourmouth]
federal holding more tree’s
than a jungle yo, disney
type sh-t can call me mowgli
from the jungle book
take a look at all of this
all of it is sellable
i’m federal photo my white
widow right on to facebook
i don’t give a f-ck drive
drunk no license plate
rolling blunts high siding
high like a hydro plane
2 d.u.i’s went to jail lost
my license mane, breathalyzer
in the benz like in the
40 year old virgin, i’m a
vegetable, brain dead to
police, so federal the feds
will pull the plug out on
me, can call me enron, the
way i embezzle these g’s
bank fraud credit agency’s
sending they bounty’s on me
my n-gg- just last week i
was rolling some weed
rolling dirty for surly i
should have taken a side
street, but i don’t have a
conscience i’m filthy without
a problem, i’m guilty just
like the song just no
conscience at all
[hook: sourmouth]
la da da da mr. federal
5-0 nachos dont know i
pack a handheld
scale with paraphanel
intent ta deal
i got sacks in the back
pack, h-lla federal
[rep x2]
i talk politely to police
they like me, if only they
could see what i keep
under my car seat, there’s
more key’s than my house
and mercedes, alicia can’t
even see all of these key’s
of yadidy-means, we
american, the land of the
free, so i’m selling toxic
chemical’s to tweakers
and dope fiends, they chose
their rode, they know where
their going, so i chose to
exploit them, like an
immigrant worker, federal
i hope that i signed that
legible, forge checks like
a hall p-ss back in middle
school, i don’t grow, that’s
the mind of a criminal, death
row’s a life goal, like suge
knight loc, first time in the
country at age 15, on a
felony elude and a reckless
driving, i keep it uncut
uncensored, no circ-mcising
parental advisory to the
percentage of society
[hook: sourmouth]
la da da da mr. federal
5-0 nachos dont know i
pack a handheld
scale with paraphanel
intent ta deal
i got sacks in the back
pack, h-lla federal
[rep x2]
i got high beams and
siren’s, they try to watch
me, well i ain’t miley cyrus
i don’t want popularity, i
start fights, that’s my
moment of clarity, jay-z
please blue print me another
way to be, i’m impatient
i hate to wait man, i need my
re-up like the shady and
aftermath, i need half’s
like a car needs gas, i
serve gram’s of that gr-ss
like yard work to a mexican
federal bro, i broke my
own window, called triple
a the next day and they
paid me cash for it, its all
in the game and like
compton the games played
sh-t i’ll take the cage and
stray like a mental patient
i’m federal man, i’m a goon
im a fool, with a short fuse
il go 4th of july on you
i’m a top dog top gun
tom cruise, i’m used to
lunch box food orange
jumpsuits and the slipper
shoes
[hook: sourmouth]
la da da da mr. federal
5-0 nachos dont know i
pack a handheld
scale with paraphanel
intent ta deal
i got sacks in the back
pack, h-lla federal
[rep x2]
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