| In the taxi
|
| Spit the bad seed
|
| Spit the bad seed
|
| He came out to testify
|
| Rip the black jean
|
| With his gold teeth
|
| In the back seat
|
| He came out to testify
|
| I’m not a follower
|
| Don’t want to follow her
|
| Don’t want a piece of the pie
|
| Where I land I don’t care
|
| I don’t need a plan
|
| One night at a time
|
| Who kicks open every door lately?
|
| He can’t stop
|
| He can’t stop fighting
|
| Who says, «I won’t leave 'til you make me?»
|
| He can’t stop
|
| He can’t stop losing a round
|
| Looks like me
|
| Dressed like me
|
| Just like me
|
| Looks like me
|
| Dressed like me
|
| Just like me
|
| In the back seat of the taxi
|
| He came out to testify
|
| In the back seat of the taxi
|
| Kept saying, «Who am I?»
|
| In the back seat of the taxi
|
| He came out to testify
|
| In the back seat of the taxi
|
| Said not to move, he’s fine
|
| Don’t play with drugs in your bloodstream
|
| Don’t play with bugs for your bad dreams
|
| I’m gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
|
| Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
|
| Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
|
| Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
|
| Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
|
| In the taxi
|
| Spit the bad seed
|
| Spit the bad seed
|
| Rip the black jean
|
| With his gold teeth
|
| In the back seat
|
| (Make it up)
|
| (Hold my breath)
|
| (Where I land I don’t care, I don’t need a plan)
|
| (I don’t give a damn, I don’t need a plan)
|
| Don’t play with drugs in your bloodstream
|
| (Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean)
|
| Come back to us when you come clean |