Take a look around baby, yeh my whole crews ugly
But we still got the most game, the most money
The most hos, the most honeys, it`s so funny
How you hate my fuckin` guts but at the same time love me
From the Lincoln to the gold to the lowrinding bike
I always catch you hatin` but you know that you like
What you see is what you get, nothing more, nothing less
I`m chillin` smokin` chronic while you`re chokin` on stress
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see `em ... fuck you! [x2]
I see you`re mad at the fact that my pockets stay fat
Is it the cash I made on whacks or the cocaine sacks?
To the crew I roll with or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I`d lay you flat on your back
You better hope you fuckin` miss me if you see me drinkin` whiskey
You know, me and Diablos get way past tipsy
Whether drunk, high, or sober, yeah we still get it over
catchin tats at 3 a.m., head to toe, tread to joker
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see `em ... fuck you! [x2]
I never sing, no, never, I only shout
We`re coming clean forever, without a doubt
Like a machine gun trigger, you`d better watch out
Yeh, Transplants don`t give a fuck, that`s where we`re at
So here we come again with our original style
I said `Who the fuck are you? I been here for a while.`
We got Distillers, AFI, LFB, and Crystal Sound
Transplants are fearless and the most original
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see `em ... fuck you! [x2]
`Nobody move, nobody get hurt`
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see `em ... fuck you! [x2]
If you think I give a fuck, well you better think twice
U.S. Thugs, Wolfpack, and I ain`t nothing nice
Check the date and time, lyrically committing hate crimes
Noose from the cord of my mic, now it`s hang time
Blow minds with rhymes to break spines
Transplants comin` through and we`re one of a kind
With a chrome to your dome, make you flip like a flapjack
Two tall cans and a packet of blackjacks
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see `em ... fuck you! [x2]