The Carfeteria feat. MC Snax


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I often find myself eating in my car, and realized this topic needed to be discussed in a song. I recruited none other than Canadian legend MC Snax for a guest verse. He did a fantastic job.


…The Carfeteria is where I eat food.
Always buy something to chew every time I’m on the move.
Spendin’ big cash fast on a chicken nugget batch.
Got a tray in the back. When I eat, it’s on my lap.

Got an Arby’s card, buy one get one sandwich.
Flash it in the drive-thru. That piece of plastic is magic.
I need some curly fries, too.
And samplin’ of a side salad. Yes, I made out like a bandit.

…The Carfeteria. I eat there every day.
Crumbs accumulate. Spill stains often take place.
Fries between the seats. They have been there for weeks.
They live among spare change, mints, and wrappers for sweets.

Got a cup holder that I need to clean. It’s obscene.
At this point for me, a spotless car is a pipe dream.
I might seem like I’m not tidy.
My car is hiding crumbs and change in the seams and siding.

Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.

Now not too many have mastered the art
of eatin’ food like Big Snax has in the car.
Though, I still make a mess and my car’s unsightly.
The skill takes time, don’t take it lightly.

But I could eat a bowl of soup while my homie drives
down a bumpy dirt road, and my food still survives.
But like Don will tell ya, don’t be reckless.
Drive with hands at 10 and 2, not while eatin’ breakfast.

There’s no joy sweeter than eatin’ in your car,
but you should only do it if you’re safely parked.
And if you’re scared to make a mess, it doesn’t have to be hard.
You can start with something simple, like a protein bar.

But me? I like to hit up the drive-thru.
Find a nice place to park with a scenic view.
Outside my ride I confide no meal is complete.
So yo, Particle Don, tell our homies where we eat!

Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.

If you’re on the go, get some fries.
Many times I have purchased potatoes cut into straight lines.
Buy them with change you find. Fill your stomach, free your mind.
Never operate a vehicle and eat at the same time.

Unless you’re at a stop light, and you’ve got your eyes wide.
You don’t wanna get in a wreck or cause a side swipe.
I like eatin’ food from Five Guys,
’cause it travels really nice in the car when I drive. Day or night.

The abyss is the spot between my seat and center console.
I’ve dropped enough food in there to feed the student council.
When I vacuum, gonna whistle a happy tune.
It’s long overdue, many crumbs have accrued.

Many spills have taken place, many french fries went to waste.
One time waffle fries fell outta my lap all over the place.
Lost my entire snack across my floor mat.
It set me back. Made me sad. I’ll never forget that.

Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.

Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you must eat food.

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