Lewis and Clark Wax (Ft. Herbal T)

[Intro]
Uh, Fairbanks, Alaska
Omaha, Nebraska
Bangor, Maine
Grand Rapids
A-Little Rock, Amarillo
A-New Haven
Dewey Beach, Delaware
Orlanda
But right now we in Southern Cali and we just

[Hook]
With the clique, just another day
Drink in my cup and I'm feeling okay
Just killed a 30-pack, got another on the way
Got the homie's Chevrolet full of Tecate
LA to TJ, we do this all day
Getting paid for the stupid ass shit that we say
We the illest motherfuckers while your crew is some marks
Big Wax, Herbal T, bitch we Lewis and Clark

[Verse 1: Wax]
You heard the rumor probably that I sold my human body
To the Illuminati and now they use it to copy
My brainwave patterns
I'm a master of a stupid hobby called rapping
I'll prove it probably when I'm right about at Susan Boyle's age
I'll have my first hit when the world's in a no-longer-using-oil stage
The soundtrack of apocalypse, looking back from the rocket ship
Thinking I might have gotten rich in the nick of time
Intense Imagination, we in places your basic complacent mind can't relate with
Outside the Matrix, outline my face with chalk
We're already dead, where ya'll steadily tread
You walk, on the path of a mortal
While me and Herbal T we are practically orbital
Trash your recordable device and all its contents
Nobody feeling that nonsense