Lyrics:
And oh they know
Could tell this VS by how the chain glow
Or how the Range roll
It's a man's world and it's all about money
And who am I
prayers go to the families of Theater 9
I got films in my head, I got a theater mind
Prince and a poet, imagine if Caesar could rhyme, nigga
My daddy asked
into heavenly news
Rise up little baby, rise up, rise up little baby, rise up
I'll take you by my right hand, with my mic in the left
One on my back,
down
Willie would play and the kids would sing and everybody would mess around
And Daddy bring on his guitar, we'd play all through the night
And every
heart out for y'all
I thank those who stuck by me for anything I went through
Y'all don't know how much that mean to me man
I appreciate it, I love
thrill
My son started illin so I said chill
A man can't live on bread and water alone
But by every word proceeding out the microphone
My wife woke up,
a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you, Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you
mean vicious woman)
Everyday ?for supper time, she'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tow sack
Talking on my cell phone to Puff Daddy at the Grammy's
Told him "Put me on the guestlist!"
Got backstage and hung Brandy with a rusty ass necklace
They went
and big screen
In the den, shootin' pool puffin' on some good green
In walked the woman that was see's fiancee
He said daddy loved her, and would marry her
Alright
Here comes daddy with the strap again, toward my backside with the boggled end
Sing it - yeah, yeah, yeah - life's a bitch, yeah
He said
a week
And if somebody ask, you my freak
Because..
[chorus]
Yellow freaks like black dick daddy
So pull down your panties and show me that fanny
steps
Where ever you may be
I'm from SD bitch, southern Cali
Where homies run up in bunches
Beat you crutches in the back of an alley
Call me Daddy
When
on the arrow
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
She was a portrait of innocence
I took her by the hand
For better or for worse we vowed
marched right
Then marched under a chair
And when I looked where it had gone
It wasn`t even there
It started to cry and my Daddy laughed
For he knew that I
To see a pack of rednecks straight from 1905
Could tell by the clothes thery wore and their broken grammar
That I was the main event of a lynching in
And I don't want
Nothin' to do with you
It's unfortunate
I'm too good for this
And you should know by now
I can't wait around
Telling you
There's nothing
I used to hide in the weeds
Every time my best friend's momma drove by
To see Frankie wasn't hanging with the likes of me
I was a broken boy, I
quick and he's nimble (nom, nom, nom)
He my little sweetheart (mm), my-my sugar daddy (okay)
Put the cream in my coffee just to keep me happy
Twix, we
I WON'T BE COMING BACK
(By Danny Dean Phillips)
I won’t be coming back
Check your watches,
Check your Maps
For this foreign country
We fell for
And love made me blind
Couldn't read the signs
I really thought that this was for life
Growing up with you by my side
Yeah yeah
Qing Madi tell them say
Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese
Being a boss come with small fees
It ain't a crime unless the law sees
I got hating niggas that
yet
Painted jet black
Leather seats that are snowflake white
Daddy got it new off the showroom floor
Son, they don't make 'em like this no more
Shark
year
Year after that, Cam died and now he ain't here
His daughter asking 'bout why her daddy ain't here
Dino caught an M, he still doin' more than ten
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