Dumb, dumb, dummy, IĀ“m no bunny IĀ“m no slobby boy, I never beg for no money Fun, fun, funny, youĀ“ll run from me
No irony, no, I pardon no one, nobody Chop, chop, chop it, right hand, chop it like a pickpocket You had the mic, now you canĀ“t drop it Dumb, dumb, dummy, once nobody IĀ“m coming, IĀ“m coming, IĀ“m coming, sit down
I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road But my trip is mad, I ainĀ“t finished, I got loads
I think IĀ“m up for the challenge To show I got me some mileage I bought a car and a cottage
I got Suzanne in my baggage Got a list in my bucket Squeeze the sponge, drop the pocket I fit in any socket Close the door, IĀ“ma knock it
I got my ticket, IĀ“ma flee Selling overseas I just blink and get a fee Watch out, whatcha think of me?
I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road But my trip is mad, I ainĀ“t finished, I got loads
Lately, I got ceilings but I burn in the sun I never miss one shot, IĀ“m sick as a gun I got mortal friends, IĀ“m dead as they come Like hey, IĀ“m on the way I left my body in the mattress by the San Francisco Bay Now thereĀ“s a cop named Mordecai behind my pirated Mercedes When we crash, I hit the ER, this is a thriller, I did it for the PR I did it for the fear, I did it knowing thereĀ“s a Animal Pak in the back of the fridge I go pack it up, might triple attack And battery acid, my stacks in the cab Menagerie cracked and my doggies run packs I just tell Ā“em to back it up, back it up, back it up
I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t (Okay, now repeat that one more time) I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road I donĀ“t know what really, really happens at the end of the road (Maybe nothing) But my trip is mad, I ainĀ“t finished, I got loads