Lyrics:
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin a Dutch
Left court for child support bitch attackin my bucks (WHY?)
They want to fuck with certified
terrified, he clarifies
and explains his bruises
robs friends dont accept dave - or like em
i bet they will get brave and fight em
now hes bullied all day -
get back skillz, my get back skillz.
I hurt my ass off by Drink-A-Lot,
But I'm about my cash,
But if an,
Ignit mutha fucka want to step to me,
a eighty year old lady
Saying Satan's waiting for me
In the back by the bar
(Is he)
But she won't let me out my seat
So how am Imma know
I guess I'll find
by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
frame's marda
Been weighing up boys from back when the food
Man went by the name of Farda
Yeah my flow's faster
That's why I'm first and you man are after
Dave on the way
I ain’t give a shit bout what she say
Everything aye ok, til my tire went flat
Then I went to go sit in the back
Saw some niggas talk
this cap like Bobby, aay
If I come with my dogs in black like Franklin, you can get chopped like GTA
My boys never got chased by a bora
But your boy got
consequences of living I think I'm better dying
I'm frying brain cells relying on the smell of fresh corpse just to get by
And of course my only choice is to try
Listenin' to the engine, and the Beastie Boys flowed
I recall, lookin' back by the bridge that we had passed
And there was this truck that was comin' pretty
beef baby back ribs or bacon'. he slammed his fist down on the table so hard it set the silverware shaking. dave got sent to his room and he lay on his
gave it away
As far as rewarding rewatching, some classic examples
But back half of the last series just an absolute shambles
Rick and Morty is
even get minimum wage
Fuck a stimulus (uh)
Give me some interest (uh)
Give me a loan
Give me a home
Get me that land you owe me so I can roam
So
the pack
One smack I was laying on my back
Yo I never could forget that beating
Uh walked home with a limp that evening
Leg broke and my head swole,
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
You already know
What time it is
It's Dave Duval
Back with another track
But this time
I brought some company
I got Smurfay with me
I got Emerson
And clear the air
Get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand
Of someone else's desert
Put it back in its pants
And quit the hypocritical
you pop this pill and puff this blunt then we can avoid that
Baby, just come over, get it on cam, I'll polaroid that
Chamois and Yerba in the fridge,
impressive
The sauce was bordelaise, the service was repressive
I get activated when I feel neglected
I get home field advantage every fucking place I step in
I step to the mic
That's why I never understood the hate I get when I write
Back when posting new songs on Internet rap forums
All the way
who's someone in my school, they want to suck my dick or sleep with me
I get big props, and high fives
For them quarter back sneaks from the 30 yard
that now I can't get that back
¿Cómo eres? Subale
Come on in I'm super paid
Song for song I'm due by day
Just got off now I'm suitless
Watch how
Yeah i'm back
Yeah i'm back
Yeah i'm back
Yeah i'm back
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Yeah i'm back feeling fly
Hit the tootsie fucking
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