Lyrics:
Just like a Dixie lullaby
I left home at eighteen
In a hand me down Chevrolet
Packed my mamas goodness and my old man's stubborn ways
It was
an old rag
It ain't nine to five
Down and dirty he's an old tramp
He poses like a dead man
The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes
fan
Had my hoodie on and got shot
Up by a white man
Fucked my girlfriend and put some
Money on her nightstand
Couldn't find no T194 so I popped a Xan'
It's the truly exceptional Jan the man
Up behind the microphone stand
And like fuck do I give a fucking damn
About my supposed sicko rap brand
Fuck
gonna kill this
These bitches love the willist (realist)
Ask your pa who the man (Mannie in old man's voice)
I ain't gonna lie, he the realist
[Lil
ain't done yet
Like I was cleared by an AED patch
Shocking little motive
Static overload energy never capped
Rocking so hard got some old stones rolling
Jordan year man I'm feeling like mike
91 nigga I'm in my prime
Niggas hating but what else you expect
They know I'm coming straight for the neck
Not
Girl I'm parked outside
See the cops outside
Getting tickets, really man, I swear like not this time
Gold blades, white ice
And my dirty white Nikes
bitch in the dirty
And hope it never end
I don't know where exactly we may land
But I know little do they know we already made it
Dreaming softly
Every
on
Returned to school by lunchtime, like "Nigga what now? "
And today we in the club like, "Nigga, what now? "
Ya better look down
Cause Uh
I know you see em
Sometimes I think back to the old days
In the pointless conversations with the old me
Back when my mumma used to hold me
I wish somebody would of told me
If
and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight
Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die
Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high
(Sir, can you open
again
I must be the one that they envy can tell by their energy
It's getting old to me I got some niggas that ain't even close to me
Make you a ghost for
purse with the gwap
Little bread made her twerk on the spot
Old man ain't paid he a nerd and a bot
Cruising
Eating shrooms on a yacht
She was vibing to my
the bar
"I bear no grudge against you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
'Cause you don't want to see the automatic open out, no
Ain't no snitches ridin' with us
Old motormouth niggas could holla the front
Can't no loose
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world
"The ?"
(feat. Redman)
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's
'em up
Chick showin' butt, half of why'all ain't even ***OLD
ENOUGH***
Cause I'm, I'm comin' dirty like duzum
Come on, like Buzz light year lets
clean
Yes I may be a dirty old man by the time I can beat down this dirty old scene
But if I ever get my break
I'm gonna make my break clean
I've
the real, all you crab-crab know the deal)
Let's pay homage to Illmatic
Let's put the crown where it's at
Ten years
Never been done this real by nobody
a fourth victim
Ill leave ya brains by ya man take ya thoughts with him
The four hit him have him shaking like its autism
Everybody wanna be killers wanna be
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
And he's old and he's stupid and
He's hungry and he's sore
And he's lame and he's blind
And he's dirty and he's poor
Give him more, give him more, give
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