Crankshaft - Sour Diesel In my diesel truck they have no clue I'm pressing my luck with old number 2 I'm having havin a blast, breaking the law I'm fixing to fly when I'm bailing straw Just rolling around in my hometown Burning a smell that's rank Makin my stand and damnin the man With sour diesel number 2 in my tank The cousin to green is the color red The hot summer sun tends to go to my head I walk and I roll and I earn what I make I hustle and flow and I burn what I take Well I'm rolling around my hometown Burning a smell that's rank Makin my stand and damnin the man With sour diesel number 2 in my tank Well it's sour and sweet it's starting to stink I top off my tank and I give her a wink Her dad's my boss and her mom's a shrink She tans on the lawn just to show me her pink Well I'm rolling around my hometown Burning a smell that's rank Makin my stand and damnin the man With sour diesel number 2 in my tank Well hunger for love and the stop on the heat In my state of mind I stare at the meat But I shut off the pump and I hang up the hose Cause I'm a takin my time stealin one fine rose Just rolling around in my hometown Burning a smell that's rank Makin my stand and damnin the man With sour diesel number 2 in my tank