Lyrics:
Gang
Loot up
Run in tha store im runnin out quick
Finna lose us
The piggies keep sniffing im back in this bitch
Need da ruger
Peppa pig nigga go have
here, bitch
Pigs fly over here, get shot down and fried over here
Pigs get fed, hogs get slaughtered everyday that's law and order
Stick his head in
in the lights, like I'm rapping in Jersey
Never get elegant in elementary, never learned to write in cursive
Raised by the country B-Boys, I'm
And you get up in the morning
Go to your challenging, white-collar
College-graduate job
And you work hard for eight or ten hours
And at the end of the day
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
Staring into a dead pig's eyes
I turn around and all I see is ladies
With shopping bags
Staring at me trying to read my mind
And I'm being watched
By
ride, trains I ride four five
I got two sixty five ten short of seven five
And I’m trying to get a butter roll with juice on the side
So I’m waiting by
fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hall, the room with jokeros
That's where you get beat by seventeen wicked clowns
home
My aunt, who lives two hours or so away, would take me to Sam's Club and tell me to fill
Up a cart when she was in town
Over the years, guests
trapping selling carts, yellow diamonds call me Bart
In the trenches with the sharks, I'mma legend leave a mark
I'mma get my wrist froze, remember back in
at by boys in blundering carts
Scorched there in the heat of the sun
The dinner hour their leisure won
Sweet, now the small beer goes
In hardwood
to Cosmo
In love with a name tag
How bout this toe tag
You got raped by the fags on TV
And the TV got raped by the FCC
Fuck the life
I don't want
Everyone knows she's a ramblin' rose
She's a beauty growin' wild!
Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best
For mother nature's favourite
night In bingo sey inna how much a worth
An den mi grammy sey she get a vision bout dirt
Inna di vision she sey sumthin bout church
God over devil
saying
This bitch ruined my trip
But she still sucking on my cart
Splash water
Call me ocean ape
More fish in the sea
Need to get more bait
Look at me
tug on my thread
Find you in my late night thoughts
Shove you out and press restart
My subconscious only lets me get so far, uh
Fill my shopping
protesters pinched and killed by blue uniformed goons, hmm?
Til Justice find its way to everyday life
We gonna pin point pigs everyday right?
Sisters
When you was in New York you was fuckin' the Yankee
I was fuckin' with base, I was pitchin' to Frankie
These bitches so cranky, get 'em a hanky
When you was in New York you was fuckin' the Yankee
I was fuckin' with base, I was pitchin' to Frankie
These bitches so cranky, get 'em a hanky
Pushing these carts
Top of the charts
It’s just art
Got to think smart
Hop out that bitch
And you know that I get it
Lil bro got 9
And you know that he with
seven, yuh on a mission just to get it for my damn day ones
Imma knock that bitch out the god damn park
Shopping online yeah it's all in the cart
Out
Every risk I ever took I didn't expect to get this far
I've been riding in a wraith staring looking up at the stars
Feeling comfortable right now I
Skating twenty meters rail
Get drunk and then in jail
Fightin' some wild animals
Landing on your genitals
Random handless riding?
Do some MMA
can just sank. It starts with jealousy and a pig thinking with their own bullshit intention they get excited about putting a nigger in detention.
Damn
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