All You Need

Headed out for Austin, now were halfway down the road

Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by; steady staring out the window

It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it

And back out on the road is where we like to be seated

We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style

We got half-pint style, we got a b-boy style

We got to put that shit together in a creative style

We put that shit together in a creative style

Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid

There's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May

Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say

No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame

I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance

Society's got to me; that's all you need

Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door

Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by; staring out the window

It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it

I know how females like to be treated

A license for me and the stars up above

And on the interstate I fell love, love, love

And If I never realize then that's how it has to be

And all DJs out there got to give me money

Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane

Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain

Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say

Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame

I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance

Society's got to me; that's all you need

I wish?, but I won't see

Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid

We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel

I want it real,?

I want it real

I want it real

Real