Lyrics:
exploited.
Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And hand-held flame-throwers.
The poor and underprivileged are raped and tormented
By leaders who
these hits
Told 'em I'm just trying to ball why you balling a fist
She see four of the same number tatted on her wrist
In the world but not of the world,
Or is this the way it ends?
'Cause I told you my level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
And you could bring down my level of concern
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
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Chorus
I drunk it, I drunk it, damn it worked, who'd a'thunk it
Courage in a bottle, 2 shots down yup, I done it
Didn’t let the chance go by, I
come around for a two of the blue
I don't give a fuck if you're old or new
I'll just yawn like "blackball who?"
Put a couple dead MC's in the grave
something
Is wrong with you and I left that part open
To symbolize how you completely
Forgot who you are the moment
That car hit you amnesia is a motherfucker
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
I've been known to hustle a few
When the waitress said, "Was he playing you?"
And I said, "Yeah, bring me brandy water by"
Little Red Parker was way
On Patek time I need my bitches by the two
Use to whip chickens make em coc a doddle do
If you book me for a club imma make these bitches move
Popping hella
to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart broke
You were reaching for stars (umm)
I just want me something natural (Is that
Monica and Brandy
Now, now in that two door, ooh wait
They asking "Who you love?" like Cool J
80's baby down the middle like KD
And1, that's my other
dankying settings i be a stoner
I Thought that you was her owner, how comes she tryna fix my boner
Shhweet one, came brown & mixed, like brandy & coca cola
Where you at?
Ridin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart broke
People
I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo
And for the few who knew yo I'm a bang for you
Because the Kid Rock ain't no bitch yo
And I ain't no radio want
like Captain Kangaroo
And for the few who knew yo I'm a bang for you
Because the Kid Rock ain't no bitch yo
And I ain't no radio want to get rich ho
blue like Captain Kangaroo
And for the few who knew yo I`m a bang for you
Because the Kid Rock ain`t no bitch yo
And I ain't no radio want to get
moved to mess
Who you are, from who's your friends, I've got
Space for you, and two in the Benz
Ain't no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)
But
be yours
See you in November like i'm finna be on tour
On the radio, the tv yeah i'm on board
Who the fuck you think you is cause you ain't got it
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
cannot depend on it to be your guide
When it's you who must keep it satisfied
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat
She give her heart
you figure speed on before you get peed on n****
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the L.A. zoo it's round two
I ignite
I've been known to hustle a few
When the waitress said, "Was he playing you?"
And I said, "Yeah, bring me brandy water by"
Little Red Parker was way
da game
2 one mother f'er dwizzle sippin on da sizzle
And dat's fo' sizzle
Fo times for da riddles
You we is bar
Everywhere we go u noe who us are
You
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