• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Teflon - Jebediah
• Teflon - Mars Volta
• Teflon - Lil' Keke Da Don

We were going along
To a particular song
Just hanging around
Feet scuffing the ground
Catching us on a roll
We were collecting the dole
Doesn't mean something's wrong
We were just slipping along
Slipping along
Slipping along
Yeah
Slipping along
At a party we found
People hanging around
There was nothing to do
We were smoking a few
Saw two girls outside
They were both pretty wired
I thought something was wrong
But they were just getting it on
Slipping along
Yeah
Slipping along
1, 2, 3, 4
So long,
I'm slipping on, and on
Yeah
We were going along
To a particular song
Just hanging around
Feet scuffing the ground
Catching us on roll
We were collecting the dole
doesn't mean something's wrong
We were just slipping along
Slipping along
Slipping along
Yeah
Slipping along
1, 2, 3, 4
So long,
I'm slipping on, and on
Yeah
At a party we found
People hanging around
There was nothing to do
We were smoking a few
Saw two girls outside
They were both pretty wired
I thought something was wrong
But they were just getting it on
Getting along
Yeah
Slipping along
Yeah, Slipping along
1, 2, 3, 4
So long,

I just don't know the layman's terms
to call the mess you breed
What thaws beneath this surface
soils blood to your family tree
The dates they change
with each new phrase
i'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises
this switch it won't come on
What do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck
with the body inside
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck
with the body inside
Frames of infrared
keep scrolling into focus
Scarab crank the busy signal
with habits that you notice
The dates they change
with each new phrase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous
What am I without the bruises
this switch it won’t come on
What do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck
with the body inside
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck
with the body inside
Taking all the hostages
into the oval office
Draw the curtains part their hair
and pull the trigger softly
if they have me committed
then i'll just take you with me
One driver in your motorcade
is all it takes....is all it takes
Sandmen grains in Teflon veins
is all it takes....is all it takes
What am I without the bruises
this switch it won’t come on
What do I do to lose it
beneath this distress call
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck
with the body inside
Let the wheels burn
Let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck

[talking]
Ya know, we gon start this thang off like this here man
There's a lot of talking out here, I've been rapping a long time man
That's right H-Town my city, Houston Texas
Y'all make me stand proud for the name, that I'm the Young Don
This year I'm changing my name, 0-5/0-6 put Houston on my back
Letting everybody know, I'm standing up for the city
It ain't done without me, the Teflon Don
[Lil' Keke]
I'm a go-getter, that means I get it and go
Let me do a underground, let me rock me a show
Let me write a 16, pick a thoed ass beat
Bout to jot down some heat, and then smother the street
But at 18, I was getting it by the gram
My daddy told me, even a trash can get a ham
Grinding and scratching, doubling and matching
Betting with big chips so, who wants some action
Hustlers, gangstas, cut throats and killers
Felons, rapists, ex-cons and dealers
I serve up pshycos, white hoes and vatos
You put it in your pipe, lace your vein or your nose
8100 block, it'a well known crack spot
Rocks in the socks, when you punks play hop-scotch
Betting rapping getting mine's, since the game begin
Icon, C.M.G. and we playing to win
[Hook x2]
Niggaz feel my pain, niggaz feel my thrust
If they push me to the edge, I'll be forced to bust
They can shoot they can fire, but I will not run
Cause my name is Don Ke, my game is teflon
[Lil' Keke]
Capital T-E-F-L-O-N, I sin
I'm a grown ass man, this is now that was then
Raised in the streets, where the vaulters prey
I'll confess all my sins, when it's judgment day
Got a click of killer niggaz, that be itching to click
Got a black .45, if they keep riding my dick
I can throw up right now, cause my game is sick
And my music got more chops, than a Bruce Lee flick
I'm the Teflon Don, like I'm Gotti and shit
And my lyrics mob-style, let my pen do a hit
My niggaz be in the Penn, screaming blast for me
I can make a whole brick, with a half a ki
Niggaz hating everyday, it don't make no sense
But if it don't make dollars, it don't make no cents
So it's money by the ton, for the fam and the son
And don't forget the young Don, is so teflon
[Hook x2]
[talking]
C.M.G. is definitely in the building mayn
You know I'm tal'n bout, Custom Made Gangstaz mayn
You got to be born like this here
I'm talking to all my G's, on the block man
That's packing them thangs, banging hard you know I'm tal'n bout