Lyrics:
Lauderdale Chamber Of Commerce
Maybe your yen is for tennis courts
Maybe romancing is in your thoughts
Enjoy all outdoor and indoor sports
Through
Nelson Junior Francis
Peace contract Alliances establish Commerce and to do all other Acts and
Lightfoot Lee Carter Braxton North Carolina William Hooper
the Ripper, who sits
At the head of the Chamber of Commerce
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for food
I'm
the Ripper, who sits
At the head of the Chamber of Commerce
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for food
I'm
the Ripper, who sits
At the head of the Chamber of Commerce
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for food
I'm
the Ripper, who sits
At the head of the Chamber of Commerce
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, lookin' for the fuse
I'm
And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street
And smoke an awful lot of dope
I will wander around barefoot
I will
unthinkable in the state of Florida
What would the Chamber of Commerce say
This man is sick
Yeah
There were crimes of epic proportions
All part of Skip
the devil's egging me on
And I ain't gonna let 'em break me 'cause I'm a soldier
You can bank on that promise like the Chamber of Commerce
So my savior, I
who sits
At the head of the chamber of commerce
[Chorus]
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for
And a book of Indian lure
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Height Street
And smoke an awful lot of dope
I will wander around barefoot
I will
else will just fall in line?
The chamber of commerce are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors
looking?
Does anybody even care?
No!
Local papers paint us up to be big heroes
City fathers and Chamber of Commerce want us deputized
The stoner
elle se laisse faire (eh)
J'suis dans le C63 coupé
J'peux pas la laisser conduire
Si elle cartonne
J'vais devoir tout payer
Junior maintenant
to echo-chambers
Unborn murmurs
Carcasses on conscience
corpse consciousness
Fart-bass tremors
Ancient howls posterity whispers
Drum – thunder – roll this present
We can exchange shots, until our chambers melt
There's mad tension in the air (mad tension in the air)
over one man's stare, you want to dare,
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
Lies for days in Washington Blvd. Gnawing chicken bones
And the Chamber of Commerce thinks there's too much crime
And there's a kung fu movie in every
can never buy butter
But bringing the bacon she slinging some yayo
Looking at junior he wake up in mornings
He asking for food and them fries is like
not eve
I Play real basketball like em junior of steves
Going through pains but yeah we killing it
Like Mohamed Ali yh niggas we beating it
Not the drug
she had the Gucci boots
I had Sarducci suit's
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute
Junior MAFIA representing Bucktown
MAC-11 cocked back niggas
another planet?
The chamber of commerce can't even see
She's pretty close to robbing a bank
There's something that none of them even know
She's saving up
head
Some feathers and bells
And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street
And smoke an awful lot of dope
La la la la la, I'm not listening
To anything past my echo chamber
No filter, raw and gritty
I've been woke to stranger danger
Paperboy pitch
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