Lyrics Rodney's House - Audio Push

This shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin', late night missions, word up
Oh yeah
Say this shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin', late night missions, word up
Word, word, word up

My granny died, I told myself, "Ain't no more compromisin'"
Knew you'd turn your back on me, it's not surprisin'
Stop the violence, stop the sirens, stop the gangin'
Yeah that's what I'm preachin' 'til it's my time to get even
At Uncle Rodney's backflippin' off walls, stuntin' in drawers
I'm gettin' taller's what my auntie keeps tellin' me when she see me
Whole street jumpin' like Jeff Hardy on TV
Jagged Edge bumpin', askin' for parties right off the CD, chitlins
Kickin' it, funky as George Clinton
My cousin make muddy money, still movin' perscriptions
Can't listen to most the shit that they're kickin', pure repetition
Follow my soul [?] to be somewhere different, no recognition needed
Weeded out the bad energy, I ain't need it
Zetus Lapetus, you gotta come to space to see this
I drove [?] and [?] both to the hospitals bleedin'
Been a real one since ditchin' fourth period with all of my heathens
I keep it

Funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin', late night missions, word up, word up
Said this shit funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin', late night missions, word up
Word, word, word up

Aight this go, I know, come in, eyes low, yeah
Sorry, I'm blowed, long day, needed dro
Had to come in with my bros
Put a stunt on all you hoes
Yeah, start this winning, grinning 'cause we did this from the kitchen
Put my mind to it, takin' my time with it
Realize life one time, no rewind to it
And you can't fast forward through the pain
So when it rain I remember that it's cold and clean my stains
Never complain, we live
We live, we live, straight up
My prescription can't fill, couple Anvils
Down to my last fuck that I can give
Now why jump into the swamp if you can't swim?
I bet it all to my last ten
And push past ten
And when it come back, don't come back, run back
Roll this one fat, junkie, I gotta keep it

Funky like your favorite pot of chitlins in the kitchen
Days ditchin', late night missions, word up, word up

I've been on a new wave, lately
I refuse to let you take me
Said I've been on a new wave, lately
I refuse to let you take me