Lyrics:
the first time in history
Man has developed the means with which
To expunge all life in
One shuddering instant and, brother, no
One gets a pass, no one hides
Brenda and Eddie were the
Popular steadys
And the king and the queen
Of the prom
Riding around with the car top
Down and the radio on
Nobody looked
Brenda and Eddie were the
Popular steadies
And the king and the queen
Of the prom
Riding around with the car top
Down and the radio on
Nobody looked
the toilet bowl
They call him a loser
But they won't get their hands on me today
'Cause home with Momma is where I'm gonna stay
We're pickin'
to the greasers
The best they could do was pick up the pieces
We always knew they would both find a way to get by
That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie
Can't
to get it
When I get it, get the feeling'
What's the dealin' , deal me in
Take Off goin' space bound, with some great sound
And when you're feelin' down
flesh is peeling
Call up Diana Ross and ask
Her how she's feeling
A failure down with Elizabeth Taylor
Illiterate pedophile Quincy Jones male boy
Your
Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest.
And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when
gather intel
Ice cold steel as in Winterfell
By now you know I'm a Splinter Cell
I'm your uncle Sam last name Fisher
And I'm a god damned stealth magician
Mr. Blue
Mr. Brown, Mr. White, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Orange
Mr. Pink, Mr. Blue, Nice Guy Eddie
Reserve Voyeur D.A.W.g'$ Shit!
Get your max out mother fuckers!
not always in the best of moods
But thanks for givin the gift of rap to write my feelings down
And sorry for cursin sometimes but feelings make me shout
little smelly pooplet
Of a guy
His name is Clive
Now don't get pressed by
Clive the Knee-Master his
Life's a disaster and he's
Going through disastrous
somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fucking with this hood-rat
only human, I'm not always in the best of moods
But thanks for giving the gift of rap to write my feelings down
And sorry for cursing sometimes but
knock
Him down with one blow eddie taking
His second L time to put
Him in hell man 50 shots with the
Glock you can call me batman
Or rapman watch him be
I’m inside her box
You wanna get it then nigga I’m with it
We walking down on em or scamming they pension
You not talking money then I do not get it
seven or six trey
Once y doce, trece, express way
We like to tip out, dip out with the clika
Then stop by Eddie's to get the liquor (ey)
I got it now,
Top rack nigga and the money came with it
Huh new bitch with me
Hope the booty came with it
Came with it, uh, yeah, rims
Flying down the road, huh
yours ...They're married to stay, ...
Debbie Reynolds film star Eddie Fisher disks, that's how it's bin'.
Now Debbie has scaled the hit parade ...with
Verse One
Aye Look
This repertoire, got me decisive who I’m stepping on
Road trips, through the Carolinas like I’m Eddie Long
They speaking down
days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows
Just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows
Just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still
When Pap talkin', stop talkin'
I was in the box with Bob Barker
I will backslap a nigga mama
Pussy niggas prayin' to see me under
Glock look like OKC
they honey buns
Can't cuff a hoe I an tricking off none of these funds
Feeling like David I'm slanging this rock
Bouta knock down the giant I'm the bully
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