Lyrics Smoked Pork - Body Count

Smoked Pork

Yo Moose, stop the car right here
Alright, give it here, give it here
No man let me do it, cool ice
Stay in the car man, stay in the car.
Stay in the car
Uh, hi officers, um, we had a flat tire back there
Do you think you guys could help us out?
«Naw, that’s not my job.
My job’s not to help your fuckin' ass out.»
I mean, um, you know I don’t have any other way to get home
«That's not my job, asshole.»
Well uh, could you tell me what your job is?
«Right now my job is eatin' these doughnuts, or maybe…
Hey, wait a minute.
Aren’t you--»
Yup