All You Need

Headed out for Austin, now we're half way 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 we're 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, yeah, yeah My way is your way, but I won't see 'Cause 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