Mudhouse / Gypsy MC - Live in Amsterdam

de Jason Mraz

Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

I'd like to give a shout out to all my V-I-P's and
Individualize because I am an MC. I can because I care
Cause my familys here cause I, cause I what?
Cause I, cause I what?
Cause I appreciate the mentality of music
I'm Saving all my sentences unless of course I'm smoothly spoken
Quiet type the kind to watch out for
No man of the clan I'm perpetrating the scam
Sure I'm the boy with the fallopian voice
Straight from the sleeve of any wizard of choice
I got the reason to be roamin' out the coverage area
Send me the bill if all my lovin' is scarin' ya

Dare you to dream the way that I believe
I Got the skill to go commando in any fatigues
I got the best damn band in the music scene
But I could also flow solo or just let it be
Because of the love
Oh the self-realization is your if and & but
But you gotta know your name before the play of the game
Keep a level-headed check on your health and stay sane
Address the tack on the track the needle's on the record
Prepare for playback
Sajak
Oh Could I buy another vowel I need another clue
And I could also use a towel
And how goes the medium tempo
Slaying all the teachers like the class of '84
And down low you know my fidelities go
But I would never hurt a fly with the di-das on
I Got control
I keep a clean toilet bowl
2000 flushes blue it's still going strong
Do what, do what I do for the sake of the song
Comin' through on the radio? Nah, it's for you
This is proof my own story's a spoof
I'll always be a gypsy or forever be aloof
And if you never get to liking me it's okay too
But you've made it this far so pay a toll at the booth
Ah yes you made it this far so pay your toll at the gate
You made it this far now make some noise in this place
I said we made it this far now lets get back to the part that we say- What?

Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

True or false? I can be a sensitive man
With sensible plans for the everyday woman
And I can keep you eating out the palm of my hand
Because the dope that we smoked was grown on my land
The words I burn they don't come from a can
The movie in my mind will be the winner at Cannes
So take your chance apply for full or part-time romance
Clever or the better measure up to whatever
Cause it don't matter how tall, how fat, or how small
Equal opportunities are open to all
The casting call line forms down the hall
All you need is ID that shows that you're legal
But people with egos, a freakshow, a syndrome you best not go
You know I don't need those
You got a problem that I really oughta read
Then post it on the web care of R-K-O-P
It's easy like me but a bit less then cheesy
Go heavy on the melody and add a dash of pink
And if you can't stand the kitchen, get the hell out the heat
To meet with the geek all you need is a heart beat
And to meet with the geek on the street
All you goota do is know the words you sing
So everybody repeat this after me

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my shorty
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Well, I'm I'm type A positive and just the way I like it
Right away I'm satisfied with my food before I try it
Can't deny it to save my life, I'm never lying
To brave this mic without the same thing twice
Is actually an act of staying up all night
With the mood just right
And the purchase of a flight from the west coast
To these Netherland lights
It's aurora borealis' company that I'm tight with
Despite everything that you heard
I'll admit that most is true and I'll be keeping my word
And will do the double duty on the search for new verbs
And I'll report to work early to deliver the worm
With a back well covered by my buddies of ease
There ain't no way in hell that I will ever have to say please
And breaking all the codes on the latest machines
I'll even let you download me for free
For free
For free
For free