That's ten minutes What you got? Alright I got a bar about a bar It's not a joke, it's just a bar A nigga walks into a bar Took his seat, he liked his liquor hard, his women easy Legend has it he was callous like fingers that pick guitars He was just a hick that parked his pickup truck 'cause it was dark to take a piss The road was long, the line was long as shit He thought about it, held it in and sipped his straw Ashed out his cigar and walked out into his car Forget that nigga, there was a line inside the bar And the line was so long it wrapped behind the bar And it, exposed moonshine and wine inside the jar And it kept goin' to the alley and the trash behind the bar To the same nigga, he was takin' a piss behind his car The nigga in the front seen that this shit was out of order The nigga in the back seen that the meter's out of quarters The patrons and the little wished this line was way shorter I would tell you their names, but they names is unimportant Is what I got so far