Lyrics:
on them shows
I need me a lights skin Marilyn Monroe
Don't worry about them medias hoes
I need me a lights skin Marilyn Monroe
You bout your business
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
'Won't you please tell Bill Monroe
Rather be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass widow'
Spoken word break:
I
never grow
Staring in the mirror like she's Marilyn Monroe
Marilyn Monroe
Reflecting on the times we used to have now let it go
I'll be there if you need
Bill Monroe
Rather be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass widow"
I started listening to bluegrass music
In Bryan
hit but "Hitman" ya name?
I can't explain how I know
But I know what's up
I'm so dope sometimes I slow it
Up so y'all can sober up
You tryin' to soldier
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
my ring (uh), baby, let me think (o+ooh)
I been (uh) in the cold (uh)
The story untold (uh) about to unfold (uh)
How do you (uh) expect me
To ever
my ring (uh), baby, let me think (o+ooh)
I been (uh) in the cold (uh)
The story untold (uh) about to unfold (uh)
How do you (uh) expect me
To ever
President."
"Wondering how and why Marilyn Monroe died."
"Something has happened in the motorcade. President Kennedy died at 1:00 p.m. Central Standard
let me think
I been in the cold
The story untold, about to unfold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you want be wit' me
[Missy (Nicole)]
you remind me a little of Monroe)
"Oh," and I said, "Really? Marilyn?" And he said
(No, Bill)
"Bill, the King of Bluegrass?" (uh-huh-huh)
I
(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by
I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre
You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 and
Final Destination part 3
Trust me I'll push your wig back
This ain't a fair clash
Yeah I'm struck by ya
The way you laugh
The way you cry
The way you try
To always comfort me
When things start to get hard for Me
Hope you never ever
take the floor
"Admirals! May I present my idea for the world's first human thermos"
Our Bill will sail by submarine in a giant thermos, a corpse
take the floor
"Admirals! May I present my idea for the world's first human thermos"
Our Bill will sail by submarine in a giant thermos, a corpse
to give a shit about me
Zombie gang all y'all niggas pace is
On some basic shit it's no wonder that you sound the same
So forever am I living staying out
to my story, if you will, I'm gonna tell
About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville
First I'll start with old Red Foley doin' the "Chattanooga
to my story, if you will, I'm gonna tell
About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville
First I'll start with old Red Foley doin' the "Chattanooga
You left me, my darling to travel alone
My heart is so lonely and blue
When friends ask about you why you're not around
How will I explain about
're leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
wit' a switch
How the fuck I'm pussy if
You always on my dick?
I don't rap about the typical
My money or a bitch and if I ever do flex
I'm in the gym
Starin' at Marilyn Monroe's silhouette while smokin' my first cigarette
Listenin' to Marvin ask his father about his death
How you shoot a nigga
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