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

All inhale the downward spiral Just aim and end another But think, as I rape your mother In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Another

Yeah yeah yeah, make some motherfucking noise Yo Doggy Dogg you're on, live on stage Performing tonight, excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on You know! The one and only Don Corleone, the big homey why'know me Well if it's on I guess it's bout time Let me

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

Oh, my daddy said shoot And men like me come around He said take care of your mother Watch out for your sister With his gun, with his head held high He told me not to cry With his right hand on his rifle He swore it on the bible My daddy said shoot

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

You're sleeping, son, I know But, really, this can't wait I wanted to explain Before it gets too late For your mother and me Love has finally died This is no happy home But God knows how I've tried

Does it make you feel alive? Don't look back Live your life Even if it's only for tonight" I said, "hey, it's alright If it makes you feel alive" Can't contain it She said, "hey, it's alright My mother told me I should go and get some therapy

(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,

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