just like seventies goofballs
he's waiting on last calls
well listen to method man
'cause if you leave him the last line
don't leave him the brown kind

born just a little too slow
just a little too slow
just a little too
oh, your lives are more than two
just a little too
oh, just a little too

'cause if ya picture the wrong kind
you'll know you'll be turnin' blind
got outta your head
bangin' tail just the wrong way
you'll know that a turnin' grey

i'm just a little too slow
oh, your lives are more than two
slow
oh, your lives are more than two
just a little too
just a little too
your lives are more than two
just a little too
oh, your your life's a born in two

just a little too slow
'cause if you leave him the last line
don't leave him the brown kind
well listen to method man
cause if you leave him callin'
you'll know you'll be fallin'
lights are bummin' low
your shot off and bum and go

lives are bummin' low
your shot off and bum and go
born just a little too

Just like seventies goofballs
He’s waiting on last calls
Well listen to Method Man
Cause if you leave him the last line
Don’t leave him the brown kind
Born just a little to slow.. (x2)

Just a little too..
Oh your lights are burning too..
Just a little too..
Oh just a little too..

Cause if he picks up the wrong kind
You’ll know you'll be turning blind
Gun at your head
Lay him down just the wrong way
You know that he’s turning gray
Born just a little to slow..

Oh your lights are burning too, burning too, burning to slow...
Oh your lights are burning too, just a little too...
Just a little too.. (x2)

Your lights are burning too..
Just a little too..
Oh your lights are burning too..
Just a little to slow..

Cause if you leave him the last line
Don’t leave him the brown kind
Well listen to Method Man

So if you’re leavin' him callin'
You know you’ll be fallin'
Lights are burning low
Your stars are burnin' gold
Lights are burning low.
Your stars are burnin' gold

Born just a little too..