Family Man

Family man He's a family man, his wife laments Never broken any of the Ten Commandments Either pushing rock, selling for cock Or rubbing out, rubbing out, rubbing them out Seeing ass fly by in the drive by, fly by night He'll give you a fright taking out your cash He'll stuff it in his stash, leaving by the back door Settling up your old score He's a family man, his wife laments Never broken any of the Ten Commandments Either pushing rock, selling for cock Or rubbing out, rubbing out, rubbing them out He knows it all so well From a spell in the cell Now can't you tell this is hell But just think of the cash And the friends you can smash If they're crossing your path You'll get the last laugh As you're driving away Yes, it's been a good day To die as you try to get by Buy to get high and he'll lend so that you spend Your life will depend on your money made friend Your friend till the end, he knows no wrong from right Best keep out of his sight He's a family man, his wife laments Never broken any of the Ten Commandments Either pushing rock, selling for cock Or rubbing out, rubbing out, rubbing them out Yeah, and you know his girls love him too Even when you're dropping your goo And you think, "Well, if the judge only knew" But then, do you really think that he hasn't been there too? With his leather strap, clap trap And a dolly bird sitting on his lap Her fingertips trips across him like on a road map Leading down to his old chap Family man Family man Family man Family man Family man Family man He's a family man, his wife laments Never broken any of the Ten Commandments Either pushing rock, selling for cock Or rubbing out, rubbing out, rubbing them out Seeing ass fly by in the drive by, fly by night He'll give you a fright taking out your cash He'll stuff it in his stash, leaving by the back door Settling up your old score Family man Family man Family man Family man Yeah, he's a family man