Lyrics:
joke about the Hall of Fame My bunkmate's 0-for-2, he's still in a good mood It's hard to get depressed, we get ten bucks a day for food I'm chewing
finally understand I might have a daughter cnd that's somethin in my head Think about it often I been up late Workin on my master plan cnd my bunkmate I
this should scare ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah,
this should scare ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah,
scare ya, But my bunkmate has malaria! You remember Jeffrey Hardy, They're about to organize a searching party! Take me home, oh muddah, faddah. Take me
bunkmate has malaria You remember Jeffrey Hardy They're about to organize a searching party. Take me home, oh muddah, faddah Take me home, I hate Granada
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
ya But my bunkmate has Malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah Take me home, I
of shit I couldn't even see a tad bit My bunkmate gave me a name But in truth I call him the same These days, left don't make sense from right I could taste
bunkmate stood In the door with shaking hands Red snaking around his finger tips He was my only friend He took the life of his daughters mom And 3 other men
bunkmate out for a fresh carton Ain't talking LPs when I say release date Banging a broad looking like Big Cutie Cheesecake Fuck these rappers that need
myself once more Sitting by a fire, but This time I'm not alone My counselor is sitting beside me My bunkmates are singing nearby With heartfelt concern
tell your story while the others pinch ya ?'cause now you?re bunkmates with Bubba Who won?t use no rubba For the maximum sentence the law would allow So
this should scare ya But my bunkmate has malaria You remember Jeffery Hardy They're about to organize a searching party Take me home, oh muddah, faddah
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