Bang this in your bucket Don't worry 'bout nothing I'm controlling this system, you can either rock with them, or Go to hell, my Pineal Gland been twitchin' Ever since Kells made the remix to Ignition My key in the ignition of my little Mitsubishi Had the eye in '95, but nobody was tryna reach me Wok and foul stanking, still smell the Cuba though Tape it up to strap to my portable CD player Jay-z playing, Politics as Usual I was fuckin' 'round with loops I ripped off BearShare Yeah, ay, man Bang this in your bucket Don't worry 'bout nothing Yeah I say bang this in your bucket Don't worry bout nothing Lottie was riding shotty debating about the livelihood Of the African-American in America Hypocrisy and religion, feminism How television's degrading our character Government corruption and the subtle stuff they cover up Gave me all this knowledge but never gave up the butt I still kind of wish she gave up the butt Now we both defending the people just in different ways You know the more you're honor somebody, the more you judge 'em I'm a public speaker humming out your speakers in public Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout nothing I say- Here we fucking go again with this fucking CD player Nigga, can you please go over to wherever y'all go Del Amo swapmeet, something Pull over real quick What? What you gon' do? Breathe on it with your hot-ass cigarette breathe, nigga? Get outta here, nigga Give it to me so I can fix it, I'll breathe on it Don't tell your mama I been smoking cigarettes She know, she look at them lips, she know That, that ain't because of that, though Alright, you gotta, put it back, put it back in then Fix it then, now you fix it Well, I gotta fix everything, so I'll go ahead and do it This the problem, this the problem, Herb This is your problem, Herb Bang this in your bucket, don't worry 'bout