Lyrics:
[CHORUS]
Sons of rock, we go by the name of
Sons of rock, you go by the name of
Sons of rock, we go by the name of
Sons of rock, you go by the name
the party now and no one had a say in the matter
But sometimes even still, I wish that I was killed by my prenatal anxiety to enter this stupid world
So
for distraction
You won't see me
Not living by the ocean
You won't see me
Faking the potion
You won't see me
Pointing at no caption
You won't see me
the human-sized buildings
The where you going in such a hurry
Those boring familiar faces chatting on the street
The cars taking a walk
The scent of skin hit by
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
What is your single wish?
Dead fish, dead fish, dead fish, dead fish
That is your single wish
(That is my single wish)
Cod liver oil is what I like!
I
with bloodshot eyes
We all alive but dead inside
We used to hide but realised
This world is full of vicious lies
But we'll be fine side-by-side
And we
and ATM, count it up, kill my demons
Kids see ghost, COD, I'm on a mission
Chase it with a shot, I don't miss, see the vision
Talk about the diamonds man I
in the golden dory
Cod Fish Dan from Newfoundland, he dreamt he three wishes
And he took Mars and all the stars, and he turned them into big fishes
He
we wasn't getting no funding
Now the whole hood flooded cuz we getting good numbers
Got flavors for days, they amazed by the taste
Ain't no shake, big
I go by the name ICE COD
SoftKida give them
Baby na your love
Me I come for
Give you sweet love
Give you comfort
Lemme be the man
That you call
Give
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
all night, we gon fly until the smoke gone
Part of me feel the breeze like a snow storm
Gotta bleed so my seed finna grow more
By the trees where nobody
by buck
By only a single goin' gold?
Roc-A-Fella should fold, and you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O?
to the party too (yeah)
Bitch don't even try me, you're looking tough (ha)
I'm on that greasy, I'm on that cheap trick
Got that ACDC up in the speakers
Rock
rail,
Come by mail, COD
Par avion, par bateau
Dans une vielle, deux chevaux
Come by steam, come by gas
Call for free on a pass
On the drags
shit to make you dance
And what you get is the best damn thing
To happen to this country since the moon landing
Since Tommy got dubbed by Eli Manning
Can find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees
With the battered barks
And they walk
And surrounded by these niggas Yea
And your Co-D's gone turn to witness
Charge it to the game it's bout survival of the fittest
Finally got my weight up I been
Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the by-ways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken
(Steel Banglez)
Chyeah
Morrisson
Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made
I got a little bit of hope
Like a soap on a rope
Sweeter than sour
Gettin' thinner by the hour
Fallin' fast and I'm runnin' out of gas
Shit ain't free
I hold it down no POP
N***a with a attitude DOC
N****s only shooting on COD
I say free curt cause COD
Bitch I'm neat got OCD
I love
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