Lyrics:
of fruit, that kind
I'm hungry
Don't give a shit about lying around in a nursing home watching TV
Give me a piece of anything!
I'm hungry
I don't wanna
dream to some other jerk
Plato stands at the back of the bar
He's nursing a cocktail
The phone's off the cradle
He's picking
of playing a losing game
If my life were a tv show
You're the one who'd get all the glow
If they were to write someone out
You and I both know
What you'd say
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
of the light of the T.V. room
I'm heaven sent & hell bent for you
Lately i've been collecting your hair & baby teeth
Scrape away the leftover love that you
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
grieved not I put in work, inside and out
I'm deserving a clean shot
You people nursing every NERD
you encourage to speak not
Or you'll get murdered, you
me boomin on your tv screens
Just know
Bekungelula m'nganam
Bekungelula m'nganam
But perseverance, persistence
I kept it pushing
They told me charity
AYE
Okay
Let's go
I know they see me
The see me on that tv
Rolling up the gas I'm smoking blue cheese
They say you want that cash I'm saying yes
with my windows down
Learn some French or write a song
Just kick back all day long
I'll catch a nap and watch TV
Read a book and drink coffee
Write
to hit the nursing home to see my uncle Ray
Supposed to go and see my momma but I went and made a play
I ain't nothing like the muhfuckin' niggas round
celebrate when I hang
And I just hope that it's on T.V. like Saddam Hussein
And I just hope that you could be me for just one day
Then you would get a better
I was flicking through the channels on the TV
On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain
Trying to piece together conversations
Trying to find out where
calling, it's what I expected
A note on my backdoor saying, "Baby not tonight."
So I sit with my brother who is nursing a cut wrist
He's mumbling
the front room TV on
She could tell that there was something wrong
Every channel had the same thing on
Now seven years have come and gone away
But she's
I was flicking through the channels on the tv
On a Sunday in milwaukee in the rain
Trying to piece together conversations,
Trying to find out where
I bought a pack of Lucky Strikes
On the way from your nursing home
I didn't know much about the taste
I just saw it in a TV show
And I was coughing
the front room TV on
She could tell that there was something wrong
Every channel had the same thing on
Now seven years have come and gone away
But she's still
It gets
A little crazy baby
Driving me crazy lately
Hospital bed, situations testing me
Moved into a nursing home
The youngest next to Valerie
Praying
crazy baby
Driving me crazy lately
Hospital bed, situations testing me
Moved into a nursing home
The youngest next to Valerie
Praying on a daily
That it
In this old country of ours
We've seen a lot of real big names Music legends and TV stars
But some who never saw fame
Like the guys, I saw
attempts to divide and conquer failed.
You scream fake news when you get called out.
And tweet so your clan will back you up.
This ain’t no TV show, the dead
Get dat bag hoe
Get dat bag hoe
Bounce dat ass
Get dat cash
Get dat bag hoe (x3)
Nursing school by day
Hit da pole at night
5 days in the gym
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