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[Chorus]
He's a chip off the old block
Just like a robot, he'll do for you
What he's programmed to
He's a chip off the old block

He's so
Cell block five; how I hate bromide
With your coffee in the morning; makes you so sterile
The corner gang never made a man of me, boy, no

You know
a cup of orange juice
Right down the back of her dress
Without a doubt she lined him out
And then cleaned up the mess
Now he is just a chip off
It's all a Macc Lad wants,
Beer 'n' sex 'n' chips 'n' gravy,
Tasty bit of cunt.
So gerrup off the floor,
Finish yer chips, we're gonna go sup some more.
Yes, that was my old man

My old man was a proud old man
At home on the foundry floor
Until the day they laid him off
And showed him to the door
Down
The paint is peelin?
Now
An' when the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feelin'
Now
An' when the chips are down

Yea, I gets it poppin'
like a kid
Just like your dad did
And 

[Bridge:]
You're a chip off the old block
Why does it come as such a shock
That every road up which you
comforted me
He said, "It's an honor to call you, son"
And I'm proud to say, "You're a chip off the old block"

And you'll never know how hard I try
like a kid
Just like your dad did
And 

You're a chip off the old block
Why does it come as such a shock
That every road up which you rock
Your
got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills
He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down
They're gettin' stared at by some off duty cops
Cell block five, how I hate Bromide
With your coffee in the morning makes you so sterile
The corner gang never made a man of me boys

You know
home now
Pictures gettin old, my lil' girl lookin grown now
Your moms said you're talkin on your own, walkin on your own now
Run across the kitchen
My old man
I’m a chip off the old block
My old man
Is still living here
Not in flesh and bone, he’s never far from home
I’m forever walkin' in
careful who I kick it with
We talk market and distribution and politics
Got a chip on my shoulder, chip off the old block
I sell the chip of a whole rock,
flawless
Most hardest, most honest known artist, 
Chip off the old block, 
But old Doc is BACK

Looks like Batman brought his own Robin.
Oh god, Sadams
to one, it was a winning run
Everybody was cheering loud
And mommy she was smilin' saying he's a chip off of the old block
But I was on the road
of treasure maps, stacks to the ceiling fan
He rest when he's ashes
Ask 'em after ten miles in his goulashes, smashes stashes
Chip on his shoulder with
the thousands in a race for guap
Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block

I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked
off the block of my old man
You bet I am

Am I a sinner who's not afraid to die
Am I just like you, baseball and apple pie
Am I free, livin' in
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

When the snow falls on Christmas Eve,
And everything's white
I sit by the window,
And remember another night
the bomb, oh how contemporary, 
In your parents' car. 
Another chip off the block, is that all that you are? 
Look at all the young conservatives 
Hanging
kill my baby, but she know her baby crazy
In and out of jail, mom's screamin', "God take me!"

This is your pop, chip off the old block that made him
baby, but she know her baby crazy
In and out of jail, mom's screaming, "God take me!"
This is your pop, chip off the old block that made him
The man
on my bed
With a handful of Pringles Potato Chips
And a Ding Dong by my head
In the daytime I'm Mr. Natural
Just as healthy as I can be
But at night
rip rackin' gun clappin' and chip stackin'

[Chorus]

Magic back up off me
M p b**** get off me
Magic better back up off me
M p b**** get off me