Take a look around baby
You know my whole crews ulgy
But we still got the most game,
The most money
The most hoes, the most hunnies
It's so funny how you hate my fucking guts
But in the same time love me
From the leakage in the gold to low rider by
You always say you hate it
But I know that you lie
What you see is what you get
Nothing more, nothing less
I'm chillin smoking chronic
While you're choking 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
It's the cash I made the whack on the cocaine sacks
It's the craw foam rich or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I'd lay you flat on your back
You better hope you fucking miss me if you see me drinking whiskey
You know me and diablo get way passed tipsy
When the drunk's highly sober
I'm still getting over
It's passed three am and the tokes with the 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 another
I only shout
Coming clean forever
Without a doubt
I got machine gun trigger
You better watch out
Yeah, transplants don't give a fuck
That's where we're at
So, here we come with the original style
I said who the fuck are you
I've been here for a while
You got a be and mental flyers
And runnin in my set (???)
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)

tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)

you think I give a fuck
Well you better think twice
US thugs, wolfpack
And I ain't nothing nice
Check the 30 time
Lyrically committing hate crimes
News from the corner, my mic
Now it's hang time
Throw my minds with rhymes
Designs will break spins
Transplants coming through
And we're one of a kind
With the chrome, take a dope
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)


Lyrics submitted by AllStarMe, edited by Bmiller92

Tall Cans in the Air Lyrics as written by Rob Aston Timothy Armstrong

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    i know that a ot of these lyrics are fucked up, but give me a break .. if you can understand some of the shit, then write some new lyrics.

    this song is simply amazing ... rob aston's voice is great and it was totally unexpected to sound something like this .. i was expecting a somewhat poppy blink 182 sound mixed with a rancid type thing .. but this is great. i can't wait until the cd comes out .. these guys are going to become huge because they're that incredible.

    AllStarMeon September 14, 2002   Link
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    i was gonna put the lyrics for this song on here after i added the artist name, but i was too lazy to figure them all out and type them in. thanks AllStarMe!

    BioDomeBudon September 14, 2002   Link
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    anytime biodome.

    AllStarMeon September 14, 2002   Link
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    omg this song kicks sooo much ass.....the transplants are such a kick ass band!

    spxafixnofxx420xgirlon September 14, 2002   Link
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    This song is really great! The lyrics seem pretty good to me but I think the line- "you always say you hate it but i know that you lie"-- is actually-- "I always catch you hating but you know that you lie" but it is really hard to make it out ! Awesome song!

    Jess333on September 21, 2002   Link
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    punk gone hip hop... interesting... not sure what i think about it yet... it makes me wanna jump around though ::smiles::

    asilbaby23on September 24, 2002   Link
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    im look for the lyrics for diamonds and guns by these guys but i cant find em.....anyone know where i can get them?

    board724on October 13, 2002   Link
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    Yes some true punks and once mtv lets out about these guys because travis is in them we will have a bunch of emo posers comin for this stuff

    sexandviolence6on October 14, 2002   Link
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    I know there's a line or two that i still couldn't figure out, but this is sure as hell a lot more correct than that other set of lyrics. Enjoy

    ricker89on October 14, 2002   Link
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    umm... guaranteed if tim from rancid and travis from blink 182 WEREN'T in this band no one would give a shit.

    true punks (if there was such a thing) would hate this shit for what it is, this is punk nu-metal

    penitenziagiteon October 15, 2002   Link

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