You'll always be the same It's your bad behavior Such a shame, such a shame I'm sickened for the mother Who endured your pain Well I feel so sorry for you 'cause you're sad, you're sad And I think you're very selfish And you play a vicious game

Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing mama Fingerprinted waiting for the train You're working for the police and the private, the pirates and the pilots Get straight, wait here while I try to find the exit sign

Bad boys, bad boys Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do When they come for you You chuck it on that one You chuck it on this one You chuck it on your mother and You chuck it on your father You chuck it on your brother and You chuck it on your sister

(I got a Public Pretender, tryin' to make me a winner) (Nigga please don't surrender, they'll have you for dinner) Now that's how this shit go! And I know you don't like me spittin' in your motherfuckin' face But ain't a motherfuckin' thing, you can do,

Can wait a long time for an answer Gets tossed all around and then lost in the world Something as hard as a prayer on your back Something as simple as boys and girls All you kids get out the back door I've never seen her this bad before She took all her

Fly closer to heaven and far from hell Fly so put your wings up, put your wings up Mother said don't pack your bags We ain't got no time for that I saw signs on the video I saw signs looking back but you never know Said the sharp bulbs long lines The

These fuckin' snakes man Fuckin' up our lives I'll take a piss in your oil fields I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo I wanna run for president, and the focal point when I'm campaigning Is to put FEMA to work on a plantation at Camp David Demand

I hate you! Your own child I didn't touch you there Mother please forgive me I just had to get out all my pain and suffering Now that I am done, remember I will always love you I'm your son Little child, looking so pretty

You can't see California without Marlon Brando's eyes Look me in my brand new eye It's all in your head It's all in my head I feel safe Insane am I the only motherfucker with a brain? I'm hearing voices but all they do is complain How many times have you

Oh, I think of you sometimes Of the snow, and that Colorado winter blue When you left me for her ohohoh You left me in the snow I drove you home that autumn day To your mother´s house The paint was old, The dogs were barking I sat upon the rug