Lyrics Over the Rocks (feat. Dr. Syntax) - The Mouse Outfit, Dr. Syntax

Over the Rocks (feat. Dr. Syntax)

My theatrical Nerada
Power life is a battery in my back no charger
I’ve already got the juice
Kids are learning from my verses like I’m Dr. Seuss
I’ll make it constant Moose
Even if they’re only baby steps
It’s true, I might procrastinate like a lazy Shleck
'Cause I like to celebrate
Like it’s time to wet the baby’s head
And I’m sayin' everyday’s a blessing
I don’t need to chase success
Cheap thrills and simple pleasures and little measures
I’m tryna eat 'til I’m big as Barefoot Contessa
Whatever the weather, grinnin' like a cat from Cheshire
Instead of remi’scing my living it’s out my leisure
Far from lap of luxury but keep a comfy seat
Plus equality, company, life’s a bloody b**ch
F**k being uppity, like, when will the struggle cease?
Until the reaper comes for me, catch me on the sea-
Line yeah
We keep it rolling along
Actin' like we never know when to stop
People love the way we play it, understate it
Never over the top
Smooth as brown liquor over the rocks
Pour it over the rocks
Hit the floor, you’ve gotta show what you’ve got
And start letting off steam before you’re blowin' your top
And swig a shot, get it quoff, you won’t go in to shop
Just sip a brown liquor over the rocks
Pour it over the rocks
Crazy on the JD
Heavy on the Henny
If my liver could parade me it’d be yelling
Like enough already
I’m on stage always rocking steady
Delivery is stayin' clean even when the liquor’s got me sweaty
You’ve got a problem Benny
Nah I’m cool even when my drool’s 99 per cent rocket fuel
Going crazy hard like I’m tryna drain the bar
Hit the maker’s mark like I’m Ricky in the trailer park
I like drinking, often it’s a pint that I’m swigging
Doesn’t mean I’m down for fist fighting and binging
Freestylin' I can get loose when I’m spittin'
I’m chillin', must be the brew that I be sippin'
Ever get the feeling like it’s never enough?
Well not me because it’s never a crutch
Pour the liqour on the rocks
Maybe roll the fresh crock
Call me primitive as bedrock
I just like getting off my headlocks
Yeah, we keep it rolling along
Actin' like we never know when to stop
People love the way we play it, understate it
Never over the top
Smooth as brown liquor over the rocks
Pour it over the rocks
Hit the floor, you’ve gotta show what you’ve got
And start letting off steam before you’re blowin' your top
And swig a shot, get it quoff, you won’t go in to shop
Just sip a brown liquor over the rocks
Pour it over the rocks