Lyrics:
sit and smile and twiddle
Their thumbs and toes
And they're coming to take me away ha, ha
I cooked your food, I cleaned your house
And this is how you
Aspirations towards the sun have expired. The upright ape with opposable thumbs who only looks down to the palms of his hands, where everything is
you let me out the yard
I'm an animal baby
I got a chemicle that makes me go numb
I don't know what to do with my opposable thumbs
I got a mean
out my thumb
As soon as I was seated
The driver caught my arm
Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hon
This old, gray dog gets paid to run
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day
The iconoclastic had it coming for years
They know the prisons that you have yet to fear
Where thumbs hide
Lost mobility in his thumb
Had to go into surgery
And y'know, still to this day
He can't touch his fingers to his finger
(Inaudible response)
Yep,
it's too many kings when
We thumb through the deck
It's too many kings when we
Thumb through the deck
First thing on my mind when I wake up (yeah)
Better
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day
The iconoclastic had it coming for years
They know the prisons that you have yet to fear
Where thumbs hide
by thumb
But you will get there just the same
Please believe me, gonna tell it to you slow
Yeah, dig what I'm sayin', "One monkey won't stop no
I got nipples on my titties
Big as the end of my thumb
I got somethin between my legs
That'll make a dead man come
Oh, daddy
Baby, won't you
Earth folk, not a mellow bunch
We got our thumbs in the air like hell or bust (uh)
Look at who we done blessed with our trust
I don't think we'll be
G's
Yeah
Yeah
Qb, AQ, Ravenswood, Woodside, let's go (Hit-Boy)
My thumbs struck a lot of lighters
Pulled a lot of all nighters
Banned from
sayin' it
I'm like the NBA sore thumb on pawn shop tech nine,
Bitch I'm known for jammin'
Smoke Mary, Mary, Mary
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad
for me
You can brand it blues, ragtime or hokum
Call it what you want, I don′t mind
I just love to pick it, two fingers an' a thumb
Soothes my soul,
thumb out on the freeway, it's the only way your gonna be free
I know I understand your worried about a place to stay
I know I understand we got plenty
gonna need to prove
To yourself
What a waste of thumbs that are imposable
To make machines that are disposable
And sell them to seagulls flying in
let's all enjoy the magic show
Now this is my last trick which is number four
I wish I could do magic tricks some more
Now focus on my thumb and look
the Bering Sea
To feast on the fat of the land of the free
They're twiddling their thumbs though
While y'all play Columbo
With poor old Jumbo
This one here for my real niggas
And bad bitches who gettin' cake
Count it up till your thumbs hurt
Put fam second and God first
Hatin' niggas
used to call home sweet home
I'd roam the streets so much they called me a drifter
Sometimes I'd stick up a thumb just to hitchhike
Just to get
shit is wack
But it was crack under my wall like a plaque
Keep yours eyes on the prize and your thumbs on the apps
Facts, I wish that they was lying
seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one
ever see
Him misuse the blade
It almost cut his thumb off
When he took it for a tool
The knife was made for darker things
And you could not bend
Got you with that line from the thumb to pinky
I ain't even playing, but these motherfuckers think we
Give a fuck, keep it blunt, yeah I want it stinky
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