Lyrics:
I was born in sixty-three
Got a little job in the factory
I don't know much about Kennedy
I was too busy working in the factory
We got a kid
the weak-ah.
Speak when spoken to
Yeah I broke a few.
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you.
I make her do for us
The same
Now all the pretty women, lead me by my hand
Then the world gonna know, I'm your hoochie coochie man
Got a axe handle pistol, got a three dollar (?)
a nigga do to get by
Just make sure you gettin' by don't fuck with me gettin' mine
Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then
Hate
There's yelling in the hallway
I found refuge on a twin bed of his three star hotel
I hear the laughter from the TV
Static Rachel talks to Phoebe
the door
I wanna do things I probably shouldn't mention
Like a bird I'm gon' hum
Those three words, I love you, I love you, I love you
Freeze the time,
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
down because she made me slow
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more"
When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They put me on a train
Big mack daddy, bad to the bone
But three months later it's on
He done took her to the beach, rubbed her feet
And brought baby girl a new jeep
Now
out if your rich, cause we about to pitch a bitch
Just stop by the store and grab a case of that, a six of this
Hey Betty get it ready, cause you daddys
(no),(no)
And not a day go by us,
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they don't even
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
March 9, 2012, my daddy died of cancer
I'm askin' lord why, like lord I need a answer
January 15, yeah my grandma took by cancer
two-faced, I can name twenty-three
My layers, all these sides
Could you stick by for the ride?
It's a thrill, and I don't even know how to feel
It might
burdens down daddy,
On me?
I say why you laid your burdens down daddy
On me?
We were just rolling and I was by his side, shit
He drove a semi for a living,
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
to come home
It's a three be like that
Tell his ass to come right back
To the block with a gat
Standin out in the track with a bumma hard
Bummin weed
while I was still in elementary school
I discovered Daddy's tools
and amassed a small pile, of scrap lumber
and I built a rabbit box
and i set it
kitty
Netflix or Hulu? Baby, you choose
I'm up like Starbucks, three pumps, ooh
This pussy good for ya health, call it superfood
When I'm by myself,
were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak.
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later
We'll
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
and ain't getting no change back
Saber tooth, coldest cat
She rode the dick, I wrote a rap
My lips black, I look like Eazy-E (Soulo!)
Snapback to the back
duh duh, I get superman high (hey)
Da duh duh, I get superman high (hey)
Superman high, Spiderman kush,
E man watch on cat girl neck,
Batman car,
JunyTony story musical,
Puss in Boots,
shall we start?
Once upon a time,
there was a miller
who had three sons.
After the father passed away,
and ain't getting no change back
Saber tooth, coldest cat
She rode the dick, I wrote a rap
My lips black, I look like Eazy-E (Soulo!)
Snapback to the back
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