Lyrics:
Let my man take a grand from the
Gig and run up in a wig
Coke laced cig and smoked jowl from the pig
Dining on swine, if ya don't mind
Brought her
I'm sick of looking at these filthy ass fucking slobs
I need some slit to satisfy my dirty cock and if these pigs don't give it up
ill have to get
Where my killas at?
Shootin' up right back
And all you bitch muthafuckas, you can get the nutsac
Things change in the hood fast, can't think slow
Stay
An agitated pig might bite each other's tails
So they hack it off at birth and then they lead it into hell
Chicken beaks are seared off by farmers
But they
night for sure
And Sunday praising the Lord
I pulled up in your driveway
With my kicking stereo turned up to ten
Would you cook a pig and float
Went to a gig for a good night out
But of course it had to be ruined by some moronic louts
We were all looking forward to a good night
When for
hell production, self destruction
Brain cell abduction
Vein corruption
Cocaine production
Your brain gets sucked in
Keep your stash tucked in the balls
Where MTV and BET big radio DJs
Get more love in NY than from my local town DJs
Don't show no love to these young artists where we stay
The city way
Said she like trappers and scammers niggas with fat pockets
She squatting in the gym to get the back popping
She's thinking if she slop it ima
Overthinking, got my mind racing, gotta do it for my peoples, getting used to them commas
now cuz, being broke the root of evil, gotta get it by all
purchase some attire and then throw
It on the web like you Charlotte
Meanwhile the pigs in the cut
Waitin to start shit
More innocents slain and most my
that I bleed
Rat ass vato, Got a case, Cuz his ass The police
I'm tapped in, I'm that nigga, yeah, that paramount kid
Surrounded by bad bitches, cuz
There's one place that we long to be that's family holidays by the sea
To swim in sewage is our greatest wish with Sellafield mutant jellyfish
watching the prophecy drop
Somehow feeling halfway guilty sleeping the sympathy off
Pray for anarchist law by mischivalrous pigs
You can't cuff up my
confronted
By a law or a fiend, cause in Greenspoint a brother's wanted
And swine ain't no good
I grew up eatin that shit, pigs bleedin from the hooves
Now
How did he get that scar?
His brother cut him.
No way
Real pig skin
Imaginary hot romance with Daniel Day Lewis
Welcome to the county of Hampshire
Jam
being played
By the pigs
and the wolf is hungry
Bacons fried
Puling the wolves over your eye
So we should reach
Deep
Deep
Deep down
Extract all the weeds
out
(Woooo) fascinated by all dah ways you
Seem to shift and grow yo taste
(Now i ain't nevah met a girl like
You, but lets jump in dah coupe, Baby)
meal
How the pig was delicious to the last squeal
Bring a stripper to the funeral wake
Offer free candy by the kindergarten gate
Be an asshole, be
Nashville bound
by
John Malayter
I’m Nashville bound I’m hitting the road today nothings gonna stop me, lord I’m on my way
Riding in
in your mind
try to get up fucker
you're sitting or you're already standing
tell me which's your aftershave
you are a floweret by this side
We're hittin' te road for a couple of weeks
We got places to go we got people to meet
So all you cool cats come in off the street
Yo daddy yo
My thought patterns are composed by a time-bomb for an author
Like pigs to the slaughter
A symphony of self doubt sings out
Breath starts getting
We’re down in a hole
We’re at the liberty of those in control
There’s nowhere to run
They get rewarded when we face the guns
Worth our weight in
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