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I'm countin' down to the day, deserve a fittin' for a king
I'm waitin' for the time when I can get to Arizona
'Cause my money is spent on the goddamn rent
Neither party is mine, not the jackass or the elephant
Twenty thousand Nicky-Nicky brothers in the corner
Of the cell block but they come from California
Population is none in a desert and sun
With a gun cracker runnin' things under his thumb
Starin' hard at the postcards, isn't it odd and unique?
Seein' people smile while in the heat
A hundred twenty degree 'cause I wanna be free
What's a smilin' face when the whole state's racist?
Why I wanna holiday? Damn it, 'cause I wanna
So if I celebrate it standin' on the corner
I ain't drinkin' no forty, drinkin' time with a nine
'Til we get some land, call me the trigger man
Lookin' for the governor, huh, he ain't lovin' ya
Ha, but here to trouble ya, he's rubbin' ya wrong
Get the point or come along, he can get to the joint
I urinated on the state while I was kickin' this song
Yeah, he appear to be fair, the sucker over there
He try to keep it yesteryear, the good ol' days
The same ol' ways that kept us dyin'
Yes, you, me, myself and I, indeed
What he need is a nosebleed, read between the lines
And then you'll see the lie
Politically planned, don't understand, that's all she wrote
When we see the real side, they hide behind a vote
And they can't understand why he the man
I'm singin' 'bout a king, they don't like it when I decide to mic it
Wait, I'm waitin' for the day
For the man who demands respect 'cause he was great
Come on, I'm on a one mission to get a politician to honor
Or he's a goner by the time I get to Arizona