Lyrics Trashman - Abhi The Nomad

They say I'm tan John Conner
I be rage against machine
I got two million dollars
In my garbage limousine
I'm a rich hokey pokey (Ayy)
I'm a redneck in these jeans (Ayy)
They gone think I lost lines (Ayy)
'Cause I'm fucking up the scene (Now fuck it up)
Ceiling fans, fans, stans,
And I'm heatin' up frying pans (I fuck it up)
Many brands, bands, plans, Ion work,
And I don't shake hands (I fuck it up)
Goddam, diggity-damn, I'm still eatin' beans from cans
Spam, ham, jam, anything to keep money safe when I can
Trashman
(You don't know but...)
I make it fall from the sky (Woop)
Mu'fucka white picket fence
I wanna just get a rise out ya
I'm so spineless
And I can't be touched
I can't be touched
I can't be touched
No, no, no
(I guess I) I can't be touched
(I guess I) I can't be touched
(I guess I) I can't be touched
No, no, no
You can laugh if you want
In my cave, I made a scheme (Okay)
To buy mama a new house
Put my homies on the team (Okay)
Neighbors sayin', "Okie-dokie
He's one of us, no need to leave" (Yeah)
Deep inside I still be that piece of shit I used to be
That's the plan, fuck it up
No you can't stand me, suck it up (Yeah)
Got picket white fences (Fuck it up)
Got internet bandwidth (Fuck it up)
I'ma never sign in advance, not enough (Not enough)
Count it up (Count it up)
Count it up (Yuh)
When I'm livin' a mansion, run it up (Run it up)
You the same damn man I was comin' up (You ain't-you ain't got—)
Wife doin' sit-at-home lap dances (Yeah, yeah)
Single Barrel sipped in a teacup (Oh yeah)
Unkempt beard, ash stog in the Afghan (Yeah, yeah)
Backhand kids for a B plus (Yeah, yeah, yeah...)
Rap friends over for dinnertime askin', (Yeah, yeah)
"How did you make it just bein' a trashman?"
(I don't know but—)
I make it fall from the sky
Mu'fucka white picket fence (Okay)
I wanna just get a rise out ya
I'm so spineless
I can't be touched
I can't be touched
I can't be touched
No, no, no
(I guess I) I can't be touched
(I guess I) I can't be touched
(I guess I) I can't be touched (Okay)
No, no, no