Lyrics:
that's the recipe, I did that shit by any means
My Cuzzo out here feeding fiends, he's steady tryna put me on,
But my son need his father home, yeah my son
and there's no cure for my allure
I was young and pure when I fell to her spell
Obliging the sexual request of this old perverted female
See, life was all but
the Icebox
Fuck Tottenham if it ain't my block
Scorin' the opps, them lookin' all white washed (haha)
They were old friends, now they my opps
'Cah they two
a while
My daddy worked hard down at the factory
Nights he went to G.I. school
He didn't know nothin' 'bout the silver spoon
But he lived by the golden
my phone bleats, I'm sure that you've hit the street
There's no way home, crows have swallowed every crumb we laid
Down the one route back to that old
[Intro]
Rest in peace, Pops
cin't a day go by where I don't think about him
Check
[Verse]
Having dreams of that old apartment number
Seein' my pops
old dad I love my women bad
With just a little touch of class
You'se the star by far, look at you ma
Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez
marinatin'
In your satins, sexy a**, I get some like my old dad
I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class
You'se the Star by far, look
Every time I glare into the eyes of my best friend
Says my son, "It's all been done
And someday you're gonna wake up old and gray
So go and try
I pilot a lion heart
My polar half?s negotiate it (right)
Shook upon the difference between tumble weed and sacred,
Read a hostel gospel attributed
TRAP, COUNTY COP TO GET MY HANDS ON YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO BOX OF CHICKEN AND A DAY OLD BISCUIT AIN'T NOTHIN' LEFT BUT A FEW OLD BONES I
the only way
To find myself so I could fight myself and only then I wasn't by myself
Raised by the belt mom didn't spare the rod RIP to my mental health
But
been Asking have been eating me Alive
When i find the answers i can Hope Im not suprised -wow
I have a feeling in my gut Everythings a lie -lie
The old
She said she love me when I'm gone
She miss me being home
I'm always at the studio that makes her alone
Recently she even seems to hate on all my
don't wanna be alone today
I don't wanna go home tonight
I just wanted you to know that
I can't be alright without you by my side
I feel so cold
I feel so
flavors, Halloween
I'm all by myself in this world, I wish certain people would leave me alone
I'm tired of old bitches coming back, spying on my phone
Like
all bot old knowledge
Looking a my old guy just reminiscing
I'm in between the news and the new generation
The floor is the bottom and the ceiling is
Marianne, oh, Marianne, oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mamma home, she never will say
the same old whore that we've known as Babylon
Though my faith in man is shaken it ain't gone
The kings have failed us and now the burden it falls
grind, no rest at all
Pedal bike, big shank by my testicles
To the trap every minute, I ain't rest at all
College dropout
Plus I never done my best in
ocсupants joy and only
We will destroy the whole Soviet apparatus
The one run by an old KGB member
Nuclear physicist and pizza chef
Making fertilizers for
bones to its teething kids
Now I'm a big pile of Sasquatch shit
I got eaten by a Bigfoot
Torn to bits
Ripped my arms off with his big old mitts
Now I'm
hard to find
Every dreams that's ever crossed my mind
Only you can make the day end right
[Chorus]
So turn out the lamplight
Sit by my side
Love
I'd rather be home,
But I make my livin' on the go
Big silver eagle spreads her wings
And drops us at another show
I think about holdin' my baby
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