Walk Hard

[Featuring: Johnny Cash] [Hook] When I die I’m takin’ the dog with me You gon have to find and rob my grave like hippie I got a Jones walkin’ the city like they’re hitchhikers Last script writer, y’all ain’t rappers or dick riders Tryna call my click spider there’s none higher that I admire Throw ‘em up with their shoes tied over the wires We’re tired, stop in the long road, harder than the pavement I shake shift, that’s why Kali Holmes ain’t got basements Face it, I’m a threat to your era Bifocals I need just to see this shit clearer That feelin’, you feel the sense of danger gettin’ nearer I’m Jack so pay close to the perception from the mirror Open caps for the chips like Pringles I put hits on your man just like some flippers I got funk in the champ and while it lingers I keep my hands in that cheese, we call it Cheeto fingers [Hook] See me creepin’, be up in the spot with somethin’ decent Another day, another dollar, yea another reason Body bags, ice duffle for me to put the cheese in When it come to that pork we put the greeze in Easy off the flake pedal and start breazin’ I’m like the wind, light is pliff, I’m ridin’ gemstone No key shuffle in the end zone First of all, we the one and only, others is phony Double G cronies, way I but ‘em in the head If they don’t come up with my bread I leave ‘em dead and lonely Just a satisfactory snack on categories Rap rap on the track like a laboratory rat Now how real is that? My cup on the dover with dope, I spill the crack [Hook]