'cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
Nobody ain't own us yet
I remember what my father said
Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer
My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother
Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked
I wish my dad never did what he did
Started this shit cause my father could never get sober
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back
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