I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

I'll use that star to write I love you A thousand times across the sky One thing isn't very clear, my love Should the teacher stand so near, my love? Graduation's almost here, my love Did you say I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think, I'm tryin' not

And into the river we'd dive I come from down in the valley Where mister when you're young They bring you up to do like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd ride out of this valley down to where the fields

What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes up it must come down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down we older now my nigga You say it's love, it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is

Be cruel to your school In the name of rock and roll Just like a sister or a brother 'Cause you may never get another 'Cause hey I gotta know What I'll have to show When I hi-hi-ho it from here 'cause you may never get another well I don't think I'll

It's not living if it's not with you If I knew what you'd do And all I do is sit and think about you Collapse my veins wearing beautiful shoes All I do is sit and drink without you If I choose then I lose Distract my brain from the terrible news It's not

Oh, our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie They are already rigged to be bound for the ice All you lads of the Southern we will have you to beware She is going to the ice in the Spring of the year Laddie whack fall the laddie, laddie whack

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

I'm gonna say goodbye to you tonight So long old friend I'm gonna fly again I think I'm gonna take me a ride Don't want nobody, no, not this time Find me a place I can park my truck Hop on the hood, gonna light one up I'll check the sights on my point

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals