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Cause he's got about as much southern soul as ole Hank
And who'd of ever thought that Mr. Kenny Chesney
Would be laughing all the way to the bank
that shit makes me sick. 
And that ole Kenny Chesney, 
What a hypocrite. 

He'll swear he's country, 
But he lives in the Caribbean. 
Sings all
on the streets, with his friends, he's a savage
A freshman of high school, daily attendant
He never got in trouble never did he get suspended
Good little Kenny
is packed, he got the mic in his hand 
Brooklyn's ready Uptown's in the house 
Kenny drops the beat and we turn the party out 
That's it! None
of high school, daily attendant
He never got in trouble never did he get suspended
Good little Kenny who would believe
He dropped out of school to start
I hit the bank today and tell 'em 
Color me bad, blue faces
Gettin' new money, and it's breaking me down

My home girl got a credit card scam
She
a ton of it
I'm gonna be a little bit specific

I'm gonna break it down uno by uno,
What I got crazy love for...
So hold on tight, lets take a ride
album came and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper wood
So the silly little fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
album came and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper wood
So the silly little fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet computer
Well, here comes my little baby
Here comes my turtle dove
She drives me crazy
She's the one that I love

She's got a way about her
I could
and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn

Got the right to bear arm, ring
deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm!
Another sound boy dyin, hot irons
Slugs flyin out the hardware
with pneumonia (He's got aids!) 
Good luck Mr. Shady 
 
Hi there little boys and girls (fuck you!) 
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison
with pneumonia (He's got aids!) 
Good luck Mr. Shady 
 
Hi there little boys and girls (fuck you!) 
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison
with pneumonia (He's got aids!) 
Good luck Mr. Shady 
 
Hi there little boys and girls (fuck you!) 
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison
pneumonia
(He's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady

Hi there little boys and girls
(Fuck you)
Today we're gonna learn how to poison squirrels
But first, I'd
pneumonia (he's got aids!) 
Good luck Mr. Shady 
 
Hi there little boys and girls
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels 
But first, I'd like
Sweet little girl, she's the high school queen
She lives tonight, in every school boys' dream
Oh, but nobody knows how she's cryin'
She's just
something to eat
I toss him a dollar cut across to the market
Ain't got a lot of time to waste
There's two men yelling at each other at the counter
someone dragged him in from the alleyway
Who's that crazy cat?
He's laughing like he's still got nine more lives
Who's that crazy cat?
I say, he looks
Mr. Kenny Powers 'bout to
Take your girlfriend home tonight, bitch

And I'm smokin' on the widow when you see it out the window
Got a dusty old tee,
Was "Poetry" 
You know it's me 
It's my philosophy 
Many artists got to learn 
I'm not flammable 
I don't burn 
So please stop burnin' 
And learn
the way)
I'm the only way
We can fornicate
Ah, pimping and posing
Look what I drove in, ah
Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah
I live by
gonna live it?
Nothing but a few short years

Here we are by our little Coleman camper, dancing by the light of the KOA
Ain't it somethin' how we made