Lyrics Tall Cans In The Air - Transplants
'Nobody
move,
nobody
get
hurt'
Take
a
look
around
baby,
yeah
my
whole
crews
ugly
But
we
still
got
the
most
game,
the
most
money
The
most
hoes,
the
most
honeys,
it's
so
funny
How
you
hate
my
fuckin'
guts
but
at
the
same
time
love
me
From
the
Lincoln
to
the
gold
to
the
lowriding
bike
I
always
catch
you
hatin'
but
you
know
that
you
like
What
you
see
is
what
you
get,
nothing
more,
nothing
less
I'm
chillin'
smokin'
chronic
while
you're
chokin'
on
stress
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
I
see
you're
mad
at
the
fact
that
my
pockets
stay
fat
Is
it
the
cash
I
made
on
whacks
or
the
cocaine
sacks?
Is
it
the
crew
I
roll
with
or
the
one
that
you
lack?
I
wish
you
would
come
around,
I'd
lay
you
flat
on
your
back
You
better
hope
you
fuckin'
miss
me
if
you
see
me
drinkin'
whiskey
You
know,
me
and
Diablos
get
way
past
tipsy
Whether
drunk,
high,
or
sober,
yeah
we're
still
gettin'
over
Catching
tats
at
3 AM,
head
to
toe,
tread
to
joker
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
I
never
sing,
no,
never,
I
only
shout
We're
coming
clean
forever,
without
a
doubt
Like
a
machine
gun
trigger,
you'd
better
watch
out
Yeah,
Transplants
don't
give
a
fuck,
that's
where
we're
at
So
here
we
come
again
with
our
original
style
I
said
'Who
the
fuck
are
you?
I
been
here
for
a
while.'
We
got
Distillers,
AFI,
LFB,
and
Crystal
Sound
Transplants
are
fearless
and
the
most
original
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
'Nobody
move,
nobody
get
hurt'
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
If
you
think
I
give
a
fuck,
well
you
better
think
twice
U.S.
Thugs,
Wolfpack,
and
I
ain't
nothing
nice
Check
the
date
and
time,
lyrically
committing
hate
crimes
Noose
from
the
cord
of
my
mic,
now
it's
hang
time
Blow
minds
with
rhymes
designed
to
break
spikes
Transplants
comin'
through
and
we're
one
of
a
kind
With
a
chrome
to
your
dome,
make
you
flip
like
a
flapjack
Two
tall
cans
and
a
packet
of
blackjack
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
Tall
cans
in
the
air,
let
me
see
'em...
fuck
you!
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