Lyrics:
It came from my wise, dear old dad
He said, "Sit down, punk, I want to talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through
Now there's a time
seventeen, I got my behind kicked in
By this faggot kid named Michael Lenahan
He was fuckin' with my girl at the time so I had to just call him out
Meet me
With each high step you get more mad,
When I see that I get more glad,
Why you sad cuz I put in work?
She can’t do that she’s a skirt,
Why yes I can with
punched him one more time in the head
Sometimes I swear I wish I were dead
He was making me forget
So I still had to fight
I had to recollect
This is what
Iʼm all ready now
Iʼm standing by your side
You need to show what you hide
Iʼm all ready now
To sing this punk rock song for you
Every single day I
a eagle
Got mo cheese then some pizza
I should be sponsered by Lil Cesar
Got them banjos i don't need Visa
Free my little sister Deidra
Told my daughter
were Soca, Reggae, Punk
Big bro download what he wanted, then gave it to me
Felt the coolest I could play music whenever I need
I was lit, bumping with,
you know me, you'll know
Ain't Halloween, but we put on masks
But I ain't tryna scare you
More like my suit and tie
Don't go together with shorts
want some more drugs
I want some more money, I want some more of your love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Looked around the love gone, I'm not fooled by disguises
Why
the messes if that's what you do
The babes
The guns
The waist
The punks
I don't need no human friends
The cars
The wars
The shopping malls
I can leave you all
one but two then a few jars more
Of the liquid nectar ‘til his head was sore
The golden harp became a sign
Of his intention to have a great time
So now
em I lean and mean record to spark
So I can school that ass just like joe clark
Next I translated, my rap is more educated
And made it complicated for
the great mc
Then I throw em I lean and mean record to spark
So I can school that ass just like Joe Clark
Next I translated, my rap is more educated
I'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still standin'
Now as time went on the the two kept on
They kept
I woke up cuttin' up girly on the beachfront I Got a wife, struck by the rallies when I
Re-upped She said she left the crib and ain't been home
It's
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
more and feeling less
It's a pain, in the ass,
And I wait for it to pass
But I don't know, how to change it
And I don't know, how to stop this
If I
could show
And the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
See I been out my bag for
line my hand gets less benign
I struggle every time to make it sound unlike a whine
But with every silly word I write I feel more uninclined
When you
a child toucher and teaches more than you
You try to be funny at times, but we wont forget your wicked crimes
and you when you got a juggalo in you class
will love you 'til the end of time
You went out every night
And baby that's alright
I told you that no matter what you did, I'd be by your side
poď k tomu volume na max
Práce je má chýše a parties to můj palác
Je jasný, kde jsem víc pitomec si nasrat
Punk shit, rozstřepenej jako moje ego
Má milá
on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon' put my daughter on
'Cause she realla than
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
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