Gasoline Prof

[Prof: Intro]
Well I have a woman, some type of woman that won't let me breathe
Every time I try to go out at night, she always brings gasoline
No longer scared of the fire it just gets hard to breathe

(Do re me fa so)

[Prof: Bridge]
And I've been putting out this fire for days
And I've been putting out this fire for days

[Prof: Verse 1]
Baby I'm just try to make a livin'
Swashbuckling scraping up chicken for the kitchen
Pardon me, I'm honestly gonna take a couple dishes
Silverware for instance, it's all in good business
Practices. Every morning I wake up and think of robbing
Yup I start my motor then I'm floating like a coffin
Coffee is a problem, these waves make me nauseous
When we catch your boat it becomes such a fucking process
I know I should be sleeping, yet I'm stoking fire
When you say I shouldn't do this
Then you're preaching to the choir
Ah fuck it I'm coming on board
I'm eating what you eat and I'm drinking what you pour
It's probably a Monday but I haven't a clue
Oh you too? Just do like I do