Lyrics:
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7
optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class
heart
Five times for your teeth and six times for your eyes
And you better hope that I won't knock seven times
'Cause that's when your soul becomes
drugs and rock and roll
Assassinations, demonstrations, and shots from the grassy knoll
He chased away Vietnam with the calm
Of punk rock rage
You
wifey tries to convince me
That she shouldn't have got married
From the Galaga bugs to the amateur thugs
To the punk rock chicks that
Can't handle my hugs
Yo I'm a take it back to
The old school like Red Dawn
And blow the fuck up like Lebanon
You ain't my first or my second
You my thousandth born
And I
I could have did him real bad, my hand on the dash, was goin pop his knee cap out
You a punk how bold you was
Like a ho’ you had press record
Yeah,
I live it hey
They say oh no you didn't L7 big winnings
I'm sorry no hard feelings if you fraud I want no dealings
Oh Lawd it was hard to hold
Let me see that
The gun
See you hold it like this and pull the trigger
Pow punk ass
Look it ain't loaded
What the hell are you doing I don't want my
a short time, he coming with everything he got
The angels in chains, the geese of Egypt still beneath their rock
Keep it cocked, when in the top, stay
a flash with a rock hard penis.
Threw her down on her mum and dad's bed- skirt up, knickers off, legs well spread.
One second after I'd filled up her twat,
like The Rock when he went corporate
Weighted squats in the gym working on my core strength
Bladderwack and Irish moss, sipping in the morning
Check
prison that's T.W.IsM.
Shaq dog the rap dog duck all punks and shatter back boards
Matter-a-fact why'all, I take advantage, I'm taking chances making
like a telecaster.
How punk rock is that?
You're so oblivious.
Baby, you're my oblivion.
7.62 bro want knock em' out his shoe
We done went through obstacles
Gotta show me what that rock a do
And I know how to pass that rock and move
He tweak
gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin real, here's
HARRIET RODE HER CHARIOT
TO THE TUNE OF THE SKY CHART BY THE SAME NAME
SPEAKING OF NAMES, Q AIN'T MINE IT'S QUEEQUEG
TOO MANY Q'S AND U'S FOR FOOLS THESE
Cleaned up enough and
Faking it to make it
Moving forward day by day
She was 22 a Punk Rock virgin
We were both looking for that person
To put us back
Top chartin'
Feeling electric
So romantic
Being humble
Power pop
Electropop
Rock pop
Soda pop
Cherry pop
Girly pop
Punk pop
Dance pop
Hip-hop
Love that
Like ima rock legend
I'm tryina eat
Nigga
I want seconds
I'm humble
But not for testing
Don't fumble
When under pressure
I'm gem
And in her eyes
When she
chance I've got u tied in my trunk
Should of killed yourself, like I told you to punk
Welcome to the spot where you'll be eaten
Consumed by my demons,
"My personal view on Punk Rock
Is that it's nauseating, disgusting, degrading
Ghastly, sleazy, prurient, voyeuristic
And generally nauseating
I think
a sweat
So you must have a locomotive, I mean a crazy reason
To want to step up, it's sucker punk season
Bring it on, young one, so you can get done
I
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