Dealers of God – To the Evening Dealer

Dealers of God – To the Evening Dealer Lyrics

Artist: Dealers of God
Song: To the Evening Dealer

At the service station
A man Approaches
Holding Fuel
I can see it

In his hands
I’m exhaling
Brutal sighs of relief
And he comes

The evening dealer…
(m#th*rf#ck*r)
Yeah, yeah
Makin’ my life

Makin’ my life work out through rhymes
Innovation
Revelation
Talkin’ ’bout lations

Trials and tribu-
Shit
Give us the crack
I won’t send it back

I’ll give it to my people who will smoke up the stack
Freebasing coke
(What are you doing?)
In the library

(Can I see some ID?)
Off the spine
Of a dictionary
(Do I need to call security!)

Everlasting journey searchin’ for that green
Need a good feed, smokе up, let’s eat
Hit up the Kеbab joint on smith street
(Give us the crack

I won’t send it back
I’ll give it to my people who will smoke up the stack)
At the liquor land rackin’ all the stock
Last time I went there cops told me to stop

I won’t let up
Even if I’m locked up
Got big guns, beans, beams and Glocks
White got me tickin’

Just like a clock
Rolex watch but I can’t read f#ckin’ analogue
Everyday
Take it down

Take it down
That’s the way
That’s how I like it
(Talkin’ bout’ trials and tribu-

Lations!)
Makin’ my life
Makin’ my life work out through rhymes
(Ronald Reagan on a b#tch!)

Get those trees
The evening dealer
This man
Defines my life

Purpose, and meaning
Evening…
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Release Year: 1995