[Verse 1: Tajai]
Yo, the jam was fly
Oh my, now it's over
My batch of pals cut so Tajai must catch a
Taxicab, dag nab
Why'd they leave me?
Stuck in the late night alley
I'm, not so hype that everyone should be sweatin'
Yet nobody's smilin'
Plus crews are pilin'
Starin'
Thinkin' what they'd look like wearin' my gear
A sigh when the yellow cab neared
It sped up, 'cause dreds made him think I'd vic him
Now I gotta dodge thugs like I'm playin' chicken
An Englishman, an Irishman, 5 or 10 Caucasians passed me
In their taxis
Oh no such luck
I'm gonna get bucked for my apparel
As I seen a black guage barrel
Just then a fat cab came to my rescue
Damn I'm glad black men drive them cabs too
[Verse 2: Opio]
It seems nowadays cab rides are rather pricely
Especially when the driver goes for self
In spite of the directions that are given
They are driven to cruise backstreets
That treats
Them to a pricely fair, exactly
What happened to myself when I chose to call a taxi
It pulled up to the curb and I hopped into the backseat
Gave him the destination, said he'd never heard of the place
And I'd have to tell him as we went along, and then placed it in drive
When I said make a left he made a right
Alright, I get it, you wanna make some slight
Detours so you can be sure
That you get yours
And when I turn my head you up the bill a little more
I told the cabbie to stop, he didn't think I watched it
Fake reached into my pocket
And then jetted like I was rocket
Ishmael, his tail light was broken as a token
Of appreciation, he started chasin' but I smoked him
Yo, the jam was fly
Oh my, now it's over
My batch of pals cut so Tajai must catch a
Taxicab, dag nab
Why'd they leave me?
Stuck in the late night alley
I'm, not so hype that everyone should be sweatin'
Yet nobody's smilin'
Plus crews are pilin'
Starin'
Thinkin' what they'd look like wearin' my gear
A sigh when the yellow cab neared
It sped up, 'cause dreds made him think I'd vic him
Now I gotta dodge thugs like I'm playin' chicken
An Englishman, an Irishman, 5 or 10 Caucasians passed me
In their taxis
Oh no such luck
I'm gonna get bucked for my apparel
As I seen a black guage barrel
Just then a fat cab came to my rescue
Damn I'm glad black men drive them cabs too
[Verse 2: Opio]
It seems nowadays cab rides are rather pricely
Especially when the driver goes for self
In spite of the directions that are given
They are driven to cruise backstreets
That treats
Them to a pricely fair, exactly
What happened to myself when I chose to call a taxi
It pulled up to the curb and I hopped into the backseat
Gave him the destination, said he'd never heard of the place
And I'd have to tell him as we went along, and then placed it in drive
When I said make a left he made a right
Alright, I get it, you wanna make some slight
Detours so you can be sure
That you get yours
And when I turn my head you up the bill a little more
I told the cabbie to stop, he didn't think I watched it
Fake reached into my pocket
And then jetted like I was rocket
Ishmael, his tail light was broken as a token
Of appreciation, he started chasin' but I smoked him
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