consistency Father knows how to read his morning paper Tellin' me how he died to live, workin' hard labor Chorus: Me and my dad Me and my dad Me and my dad
you're crazy My tours paid me, so I used that dough to allure ladies to manure bathe me Never know that my minds for sure shady Pure Hades, Rev X Stady couldn't endure to save me
't shit he bout To be in the trunk smelly by me and my relly you never know whatever though i Got automagazines and that weak n-tro what you got against me
em for nutsacks and full body sacks Better not let your daughter out, end up in the slaughter house Chokin' and spittin', chest open and bleedin' And me fuckin' her from the back, and
I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws From up on her walls, I?m suffering, I?m stuck in her claws Stuffed in her jaws, huffin? and puffin? (?) my
spoken I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws From up on her walls, I?m suffering, I?m stuck in her claws Stuffed in her jaws, huffin? and puffin? (?) my
