Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Millennium Dodo, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Date of issue: 11.04.2011
Song language: English
Millennium Dodo |
| I only act like an asshole |
| Why don’t ya’ll stand back |
| Let the man grow |
| I can’t tell what town this is |
| But I know that bill was counterfeit |
| Hey bartender, bump a top jar |
| Gotta think about where to dump this cop’s car |
| I’m too slick, so fuck your bullshit |
| I’m coolin in the corner with my custom pool stick |
| My granddad must’ve played the jazz |
| When I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap |
| All around the world, it’s the same bar |
| Wishin that the jukebox had some Gangstarr |
| State to state, I chase fate |
| But my stereo ate all my favorite tapes |
| So babydoll, you better straighten up the attitude |
| Or you ain’t gonna make it with me |
| All the way to Baton Rouge |
| Call her mama, she make the milk pour |
| A 94', too high to read the billboard |
| Got a room at the Best Western |
| The guy at the front desk looks like Les Nessman |
| Hush now, not a sound |
| Shut the door, and lay your towel down |
| Ya’ll run around and figure out what it’s all about |
| While I try to find a cure for this cottonmouth |
| I keep track of the miles I run |
| But read the flask, say Southside, son |
| Took a sip through the hole of my ski mask |
| Roll till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas |
| Speed pass, Millenium Dodo |
| I got my own lane, I don’t wait for the popo |
| So order up another plate of oysters |
| You talk so much, you making my voice hurt |
| Dental floss inside of the glove box |
| Radio locked on the classic rock |
| With the mirrorball, Escape From New York style |
| Double parked outside of the court house |
| The windchill got a big ol' butt |
| My breath fog all the windows up |
| Take a break from the rotten grapevines |
| Fill the tank and then spank the state lines |
| Never make this mountain move, naw you’re bound to lose |
| But I knew that I could count on you |
| Next rounds on you (Is that true?) |
| Wash my sins off in the rain |
| Caught this fish now, light that flame |
| I only claim what’s in my veins |
| That’s my crown and that’s my name |
| Gotta wait till they slash the price |
| Before you catch a life |
| But we can spend half the night with the dashboard light |
| (Is that right?) |
| I’m just sayin' if it’s all a game, you can hang your pain |
| In the hall of fame |
| Don’t make me explain, that’s my crown and that’s my name |
| The pick pockets call me Ali Baba |
| I’m here to sell you some magic water |
| You might know me as Jacob and Malcom’s father |
| Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter |
| It’s like that ya’ll |
| It’s all right, maybe |