Lyrics:
No escape no escape no escape no escape no escape no escape.......westside punk rock!!
[Daddy X]
Everybody's constipated somethings gotta give
want escape i can escape
I could be great i'm on my way
If I want escape i can escape, yeah
I could be great i'm on my way
If I want escape i can escape
that I had cracked the code
But now I'm drowning in doubt
Laying alone in the cold
My daddy said imma do great things
(Great things, great things)
Now I
I'm Grateful)
Thank You Father Mi
(Thank You My Daddy)
Baba Ti Soromidayo
(God Has Turned My Story To Joy)
Ewa Bami Yo
(Come And Rejoice With Me)
Mo
Daddy)
Baba Ti Soromidayo
(God Has Turned My Story To Joy)
Ewa Bami Yo
(Come And Rejoice With Me)
Mo Moore Mo Moore
(I'm Grateful, I'm Grateful)
Thank You
With Me)
Mo Moore Mo Moore
(I'm Grateful, I'm Grateful)
Thank You Father Mi
(Thank You My Daddy)
Baba Ti Soromidayo
(God Has Turned My Story To Joy)
Ewa
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
always put on weight
Mommy movin' bricks, yeah, she in and out of state
Somebody did her dirty, she was held by the gate
She was lookin' at ten but
You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money
of Pimp
Daddy X are sought in connection with a number of charges
Ranging from obsenity, influencing the minds of minors, fake
ID's, lude and crude
don’t call don’t knock on doors
Thats how we do it where I’m from I got my life and you got yours
Every day a great escape
Winter fishing on the lake
friend
Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins in this world of fly girls
friend
Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins in this world of fly girls
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
to the depot the express wasn't due till ten
But who knows it might run a special if daddy's comin' in
That mighty scream of the 9:15 wripped through the winter
without my loud
Surrounded by the crowd
When I'm ten feet underground
So mosh it on the floor
Take ten bands at liquor stores
Know there's something more
[Chorus: x2]
Daddy's drive around, mommy's work night shifts
Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
Lay down in that music box, escape in the sound of that
the scene
Didn't give a fuck, I was looking mean
Can't hear the doctor over momma's screams
Real nigga born outta daddy's seeds
Little homie growing up with
who commission your own, and stands indefatigably by their messages)
Aran omo laajo saaju omo daajo
(The great one who stands behind His messenger
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your da- your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
to escape Lil nigga
I’m in a Van with like eight Lil niggas
I take my pole on a date Lil nigga
She serving you isn’t she great Lil nigga
Hop out the van you
the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like
Dah, dah, dah, dah
It ain't my fault
Great big eyeballs
My insides crawl
And I clam
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