BUCKET - Ab-Soul

(Never, never had fun, always had heart)

(Always had drugs, I don't give a fuck)

(Now I ride like a buck, ride, ride like a buck)

(Never, never had fun)

Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout nothing

I'm controllin' this system, you can either rock with them or

Go to hell, my pineal gland been twitchin'

Ever since Kells made the remix to "Ignition"

My key in the ignition of my lil' Mitsubishi

Had the eye in '95, but nobody was tryna reach me

Wok and foul stanking, still smell the Cuba though

Tape a dab to strap to my portable CD player

JAY-Z playin', "Politics As Usual"

I was fuckin' 'round with loops I ripped off BearShare

Yeah

Ayy, man

Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout nothing

I say bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout nothing

Lottie was riding shotty debatin' about the livelihood of the African-American in America

Hypocrisy and religion, feminism

How television's degradin' our character

Government corruption and the subtle stuff they cover up

Gave me all this knowledge, but never gave up the butt

I still kind of wish she gave up the butt

Now we both defendin' the people, just in different ways

You know, the more you honor somebody, the more you judge 'em

I'm a public speaker hummin' out your speakers in public

Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout nothing

I say—

Here we fucking go again with this fucking CD player

Nigga, can you please go over to wherever y'all go

Del Amo, Swap Meet or something

Pull over real quick

What? What you gon' do? Breathe on it with your hot-ass cigarette breathe, nigga?

Get outta here, nigga

Give it to me so I can fix it, I'll breathe on it

Tell your mama you smoke them cigarettes

She know, she look at them lips, she know

That ain't because of that, though

Alright, put it back in then

Fix it then, now you fix it

Why I got to fix everything? So I'll go ahead and do it

This the problem, this the problem, Herb

This is your problem, Herb

Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout—