The Mike Love Joint

[Intro] Be happy [Chorus] Turn the Volume up on yo' factory ass system These niggas claimin' they killas i've actually had victims, i've slaughtered Call them trill but, they fathers think they had daughters My mama think i'm an author I'll prolly be a martyr [Verse 1] If I don't Talk about cash How all these hoes got all of that ass Sippin' on that gin n' that juice and then party [?], you see [?] and them rollin' up grass Livin' so fast This under 200 up on my dash Foot on the gas Movin' so quick All of my people gone think i'm the shit What if I switch What if I switched it on these niggas Got a little different on these niggas What if my drive was a little faster like a stick-shift on these niggas They so twisted, oh these niggas They just lie, so sadistic Never simplistic Out here dancin' for these crackers toss 'em a Triscuit Then I switch it Yo' people come up missin' Coroner check ballistics Ask me about a ad-lib, I told them I was gettin' lifted AKA reading scripture Know this world ain't no picnic You trynna dipshit you wit' it, my nigga Switch it, get with it my nigga Raw papers twisted The piff is spliffful, simplistic my nigga That's how my life has been livin' I mean get with it my nigga Get with it my nigga I hope you with it my nigga If you can't hear it Then [Chorus] [Outro] I'll prolly end up a martyr (x2) It's the Pursuit of HappyNess Fool