Your Old Droog - "Nutty Bars" (Official Video)

Your Old Droog - "Nutty Bars" (Official Video)
Album: Your Old Droog (available now)

On iTunes: https://itun.es/i6BF3kF
On Google Play: http://bit.ly/1uTpJe9
On Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00PJUD6NO

Directed by Horus (http://dontbitedaddy.com)

SHOWS:

12/12/14 Music Hall of Williamsburg - NYC: http://bit.ly/1tr6Mdk
2/21/15 Tattoo - Toronto, ON: http://bit.ly/1uTr4Sl

LYRICS:

She knew that I was smashin' Little Debbie and I still bagged the hostess
Don't fuck with Entenmann's, ghost from the tenements
Livin' with no stress
Even if we shooting dice, and I roll a uno, dos, tres, no stress!
Get Zebra Cakes because of all these Nutty Bars
Cats tryna make a blueprint will have to study ours
Scriptures that the nerds and the goons acknowledge
I attribute this to years in the junior college
Gee a honey from the buses to the bursar
People knew my shit was money from the first bar
A good guest and a ill host
These other cats milquetoast, fake Steve Wilkos
Shoulda stuck to doing security your honor,
that's a kush gig like selling medical marijuana
I mush ya wig, expose ya phony persona
and if the tush big on ya babymoms, I'm on her
Creme pies, demonize hoes just to see my self-esteem rise
I lower yours, stupid though i seem wise
dumb as a rock, it doesn't come as a shock
still some don't flock, they say the drums don't knock
This ain't no jums in the sock, hand to hand rap, it's
upper echelon, PBS throwin' my special on
sometimes i watch my special to feel special
but I keep the private life private, real professional
I rather the senseless killing, spillin' ya guts doesn't
make a verse good, ya overstood?
Truth be told, the lab sessions
should not sound like Taxicab Confessions
I'm bout to bring back storytellin'
I bet money if your man gets snatched up in the store, he tellin'
with the scoop, he's sure to sing
like the group they going to the police for a sting
Zing! 
People love to perpetrate like they
honest when they're really just puppets on a string
And these Internet thugs ain't doing a thing
got caught with the Google chrome now they in the bing
There's a lot of great songwriters, tremendous singers
but everybody's not into Vienna Fingers
I bring a different kind of wafer, that ain't the way for
meeeeeee, hide out til the block gets safer
Nutty Bars aint no chocolate wafers
Wanna see what I could do? Get out my way first
Only help was liquor, weed, and Wikipedia
fricasseed every beat that was on the CD
my CD get burn like VD, i get up like graffiti
plucking the heifertiti, it's never tedious, plus I'm greedy
since Criminal Background, one for Peedi
young gunner, you could tell I ate my Wheaties
and people who understand innovation give me standin' ovations
they don't just accept things they demand information
different viewpoints from a multitude of sources
make it work for the kids like we're going through divorces
keepin' my personal life and wiz far
away from y'all as possible, you ain't gon' know my kids' ma
already distant as it is, par, 'cause people in
showbiz are, just that, bizarre
your man stays lurking, I'm always working
you ain't gotta push me too hard like the
B74 air assist door
I wonder what I became a lyricist for?
to package and ship units like fudge rounds
we sit around the lab and judge sounds
I know school got nothing to offer us
Pushin' the tape like I'm tryna get off the bus