Lyrics:
Well, I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said I think my country got a little off track
Took 'em
Well, I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said I think my country got a little off track
Took 'em
cops
Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin' 'em slabs
We better watch what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab
And quit re-ing up
those days
That going all out was gonna get me played
People always thought that my brain was delayed
Bitches played my feelings just like an arcade
and download you some MP3s Presto you can make your own CDs
I'll show you how it's done
Fire up the computer and let's burn one
Before my eyes could not
playing wit her cat
Its too hot by the stove, can't stand the fire better get back
I feel like EST Gee , im just waiting on my lick back
Aye my buddy still
playin' with her cat
Too hot by the stove, can't stand the fire, you better get back
I feel like EST Gee, I'm just waitin' on my lick back
Ayy, my buddy
If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out father, oh, stand by and we will
touch with everyone except
I'm gonna find my fuck buddy an fuck her
If we're gonna end the world up
Then let me get my nut first
1 2 3 4
What am I
fire? Ducking it, hunted like Al Qaeda
Strictly with my mind
Choking niggas like I’m Darth Vader
Stick me on the crucifix
Reappearing days later
Fuck
driven highway switching lanes
Neighborhood watch summer barbeque
Blasting model rockets off behind grade schools
Stealing couch change to play arcade
I will leave it to another to judge her
By your eyes
Well I will not be your gun
Cos I'm born Jacob's deadbeat son
Uha
But I will stand and deliver
Bas-Vilain animé comme Walt Disney
Et je n'suis pas fabriqué en Chine et
J't'allé sur Mars mais y'a personne là
À part une pancarte Elon Musk
By walking with
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And decided we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a lil' bit of money
and I'm fucking up the scenery
With my nigga Buddy Love blazing up some sticky burns
Yeah we go hit it 'cuz, have a seat and drink with us
Puff, puff, pass
the sunshine
A lot of stress weighing down on my mind I'm trying to unwind
Dark times so I'm lighting the fire
See my desire
See the things you want but you
I'm racked up so I got hell of bands
All my niggas thats scamming know that they got fire bins
I'm ten toes to any man
That goes for a loss and a win
On that fire escape
Can you remind me of what it was like
At the top of the world?
Come with me
We begin July
With a stop at my corner fire hydrant
through these four year old Brooke's
Bubba actin' shady, got my ex old lady shook
She know that I'm a crook by the chances that I took
So it's normal buyin'
as a weapon
On the other line i talk to addiction
Crying out for help no! busy to listen
Diggin’ up my own grave from the damn past
Gimme some fire
Imma smoke
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him Mojo's dad cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian
wanna be in
So lets begin
By dancing and singin around a fire
Stars are reflectin offa your eye yeah in that moonlight
Summertime
Is Finally Here
Long
Job taking everything I got
Then sometimes I feel like Job
Increase my blessings by a lot
Sometimes when I count my losses
I can’t get a win at all
Carlene asked if she could marry me
Driving round in daddy's car
I gave her my graduation ring
Down by the lumber yard
I felt the violent hit of her
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