Suite for Beaver Pt. 1

Lyrics

Dialogue
 Mike, Mike pick up the phone man.
 This is Roscoe, down here at the club punk.
 Come on man I'm throwin' a party tonight, man ya got ta be there man.
 I don't want to hear none of your shit. We gonna have ladies,
 we gonna have a whole lot of drinks, we gonna clean ya table off
 for ya too man.
 I told ya boy, he said he was comin' down there man just
 get on in to it man you know?
 Don't be sittin' around, lookin' like you a clown man,
 get on down here and party down.
 Shit, see ya later man.
 Double K talking
 This old mantryn' to party, shit man I'm tryn' to go chill man,
 get my smoke on, make it a couple weeks man, not dealin' with shit.
 You know what I'm sayin' man? I don't even feel like partyin' man
 it's just last time I partied man, motha fuckers throwin' up,
 motha fuckers fightin' and shitDJ was whack
 damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out,
 smoke a little dope.
 Maybe I'll just chill out (?) and let him see what's
 goin on a lil later, you know? What?
 I'ma take out the trash in a minute man, leave me alone.
 (Double K)
 I live an analog lifestyle, sometimes it's wild
 I wake up to see the sun to hear my thoughts start to pile up
 Man it's rough bein' a young cool man
 Don't want to hear nobody tryn' to tell me what they thinkin' and
 Thinkin' and shammin', thinkin' that they jammin' and not
 It's a hot day, so I proceed to go my way
 Out of contact, turn up the beats and start to zone out
 The phones ringin', I knock the phone out
 I'm bout to thrown (?) out, I need a little ism for my Friday
 Hit my nigga up, told him I'm on my way
 But before I got where I was goin', pages started flowin'
 This freak from around the way, the bitch was mind blowin'
 But no time for her, I'm on some cool out shit
 Coped my bag, hit the pad, sit back and watch the loops flip
 I'm in the middle of a head nod when all the sudden
 The power went off, soon as I hit the kick button
 Now, Double K ain't afraid of no ghost and I know
 I ain't trippin' on this Bombay smoke
 I'm about to post and keep blowin' until my mind is shut
 But yothat was real weak right there
 Thes One
 It's been on of those weeks, stressed infrequently
 Scrougin' up money, payin' rent in DWP
 My girl mood swingin', actin' funny, didn't test her
 Left for the studio but broke a compressor
 Rock the show on Tuesday, promoter didn't pay me
 Said y'all never work again, and this here city of L.A.
 So the middle finger I flip and then my jeans rip
 I order jumbo jack but they gave me fish and chips
 That was last night and now I'm like ready to drink
 Forget the dirty laundry and the dishes in the sink
 Cuz the party life is like nuthin' else and if ya got a lotta problems
 Put your shit on the shelf and let yaself go, I felt no
 Worries as I slid out south to Crescent Heights where the Double stay
 Hit out on the block and I arrive,
 Walk in, jive talkin', slappin' the five
 It's time for the party life
 Dialogue
 Yeah, you know I'm bout to go out tonight, me and Chris.
 Yeah Chris that I rap with, yeah that guy.
 Yeah we gon, we gon go down to this club tonight and probably hang out.
 I be home a little later on. Yeah, yeah I fed the dogs.
 Yeah, yeah I cleaned up. Yeah I quit. Ok. Yeah I'll be back.
 Yeah we partyin' tonight, we partyin' alright, I'll see you later.
 Thes One
 What up Double? Yo that's a dope beat.
 Man I heard there was a spot, poppin' off down the street
 We could crash and smash a free long island iced tea
 Heard the bartender is a fan of the P
 Double K
 Haaa, sounds like a mother, my brother
 Let me get my smashes, wait til my t-shirts clean
 We can ride up the block, time choice with big hat (?)
 Steady sippin' here mumblin', man what's that
 Thes One
 I think I hit a little somethin' just to wet my whistle
 Don't touch the silver bullet, I'm drinkin' the miller missile
 And I reminisce a little bout the days of old
 When I used to drink it all down or so I'm told
 But whatever I start the car, raise the break lever
 Never swerve, pull up to the club, we hit the curb
 Dialogue
 Damn man, what the fuck you doin' man?
 Shitdrinkin' and drivin' boy,
 you know how we do it man, lets go,
 go on in there and cool out you know.
 Yeah, you got your wallet? You saw the Lakers yesterday right?
 Haha Mike, hey what's up Mike and Chris,
 what's goin' down man?
 Big Al what's up boy?
 Man you know just been doin' it tonight right fellas?
 We got these drinks together,
 we got these ladies and tables all cleaned off.
 Man let's come on in here and party tonight man, come on.

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Song Details

Duration
04:26
Key
6
Tempo
90 BPM

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