So here I am, trying to be the man, right
Using my gun to see at night, sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'mma pass out and taste this curb
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
man, people are kind of odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine woman
with low self esteem, yeah, you know what I mean.
I got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice

[Chorus]
my car is like my own personal universe
she's my drug and it only takes twelve bucks to fill her up
but in my galaxy there ain't no room for Earth
so I'm leavin it cuz I can feel the oil pressure building up
turning over the ignition of my solar system
check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the break
shift existance, light my cigarette
and take it state to state until I crash into my fate

now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I can rest my legs
I've got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing hunny(hundred) in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper
wisconsin style, over the limit by forty miles
watch me smile, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks, have a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes

back to my travels, running from my shadows
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the cattle
hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the next spot
don't wanna, but I need ta'
cuz I'm craving something to chase the taste of this tequila

(uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals? can you put some barbecue
sauce... I wanna honey bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. onion rings. extra pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl, you got kind of a pretty voice. yo girl, what
time yu get off work?)

90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever make em happy
watch your wives and your daughters when I'm passin through the

hometown, castin line into the water, catchin goldfish out your bowl
and I'm as cool as the cat that came to school just for lunch
I'm the rebel pissin in the public pool, just for fun
I speed in the sun, everyone is speakin in tounges
find the talk radio station, yo, turn it up so it bumps
don't cry, girl, I'm out and I'm a make my way east
cuz everyone in my world is takin my peace
I need release, and I don't think I'm a find it in between your legs
yo, I'm just jokin, only going to the corner to get some eggs
so while she starts makin the coffee I toss my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all like it must have happened last week
sometimes I stop to think, for all the money I've spent
how I'd rather live in a tent than bust my ass to pay the rent
but I'm eager to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the tollbooth
and I've agreed to sing the blues ever since the day I broke loose
just like a blindfolded child walking through the toy store
voice, not even aware that the world is my oyster


Lyrics submitted by nocuous_sunshine, edited by pixelcreme

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  • +1
    My Opinion"so I keep my eyebrow raised <--> light my cigarette, ain't no room for Earth so I'm leaving it, put my foot on the break, shift existence, and take it state

    to state..." You can interpret this song anyway you want but you missed it if you think the corus is about his car. Haha. C'mon guys... BIOLOGICAL VEHICLE!! He laces his songs with this... This is just one of the more obvious ones. Like Bob Marley said, "Man is a universe within himself".

    sound is vibration, clay, get fly, The Bass and the Movement (the brakes), In My Continental, god loves ugly, Keep Steppin, shrapnel... Seriously people.
    MidNightSky47on April 30, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General Commentcant agree with that. this song is one of my favourites.
    Everything seems to just fit in perfectly.


    'I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever make em happy'
    'my car is like my own personal universe'
    'so I'm leavin it cuz I can feel the oil pressure building up'

    he knows how to hit home.
    Onemosphereon March 12, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis ain't slug's best shit, but there's something just so enduring about this song. The beat is very enjoyable and the lyrics are alot of fun. I've always said that Slug is the most honest rapper alive, this song is an example of it.
    BazookaToothon October 05, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI agree with Bazooka. SLug puts it out there like it is, with no fake rapper front. This song is a simple one, how a mans car is his freedom. Great song
    poseur69on March 25, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIt's not "with guns and style," it's "Wisconsin style"
    blurpon May 23, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIt's not "with guns and style," it's "Wisconsin style"
    blurpon May 23, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentSlug is anything but fake and he makes that clear such a sick ass song though reminds me of summer
    NAAAAAAAon April 12, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis song is about how his car is his freedom - which is his running from the reality of the world, which is choosing between life and death. in the song he mocks how people live everyday lives, whilst in a car ride.

    "I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
    I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice"
    rickymartinnon July 21, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe line is " using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flash light"
    "i wish this car had cruise control so i can rest my legs"
    "caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper
    wisconsin style, over the limit by forty miles
    watch she smile?, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while"
    "hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
    diggin through a cooler of (gruel/brew), I'm looking for something to eat"

    other than that its pretty obious hes talking about sex if u listen to the third verse.
    i think the chorus has to do with him not being able to be with one woman for to long because he'd rather avoid the stress of an emotional relationship and keep it more physical hence refering to women as a vehicle for his sexual release and he also mentions how he doesnt like women he has to spend alot of money on through the 12 bucks line and the hardees skit. and the fate hes crashing into is either love or heartbreak. atleast thats what i get from this song.
    skadubstyleeon September 14, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"watch me smile, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while"
    sorry i didnt fully correct it
    skadubstyleeon September 14, 2009   Link

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