Pabst And Jazz Lyrics - Asher Roth

Lackadaisical, paps and radio 

Playing the latest Johnny Coltrane up on the Casio 

Making me make my lady moan 

Smoking strain of OG, roll trees 

Sounds hot when you say you're stoned 

Lost and faded though, a Miles Davis flow 

Lots of soul, [?] how's he know? I suppose 

In the cold without a coat, it's so cold, kid is froze 

To the toes, and the more, anything is possible 

I'm rocking massimo like I'm a Aussie bro 

Drinking Foster's in the back of Billy Bob's Camaro 

But ya not so artsy though, this ain't a [?] show 

Party with the barbies just started up a cardio 

Probably go unguarded if I could like I'm [?] 

This is where my heart is to my darling then I'm sorry yo 

I'm Marcus Garvey mode, I ain't gon' argue yo 

This one be the hardest like it's starving in the arctic so 

Stop the [?] the kids who try to box me 

Obviously never stop me on my quest with Asanti 

We Giovanni, Dolce and Gabbana, Don't you need line up a [?] up on the vinyl thought you needed a reminder 

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I'm raping the beat through writing, G and letting it be the life of me 

Rhyming it nice and climbing the pipes and letting the dope enlighten me 

I'm hyping G (spaz), right go for the shot for 3, swish 

Buckets, puppets on Mr. Rodgers' Neighborhood ain't nice as me 

Like it B? (Not.) Tough. Blame Rich for throwing me audible crack 

I catch lack in the D, suggest you audible that, break chill 

You know you a fan my man, you love it in fact 

[?] baby stay in the building, you stuck in the shack, God damn! 

Chill [?] 

Never the last remaining [?], loving the real and loving the rap 

Never the stacks, honeys be loving the steez, of course I'm loving them back 

You can catch me putting my flag on top of the hill and puffing a black 

Killing the flows, fa sho, give 'em those and they right 

In them shows, TZ, be the pros, it's fact 

So fast, I dash, catch up, and stack 

Give them the jazz and the cash 

Give them that, it's a rap 

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