Lyrics:
Just an old panhandler begging for change Got no money in my pocket So nobody knows my name Just the clothes upon my shoulders and This box wood full
pimps, pushers Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends The sun don't shine here, in this part of town But we all got a town that's similar to this
There's not a king that could burn me tonight I'm a panhandler for your love Got me begging in avenues of us I'm a panhandler for your love Kiss me once
pimps, pushers Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends The sun don't shine here, in this part of town But we all got a town that's similar to this
My city is shitty there is no excuse Copious amounts of neglect, trash, and drug abuse Panhandlers out to play upon your guilt But how certain can
No pot of gold at the end of the rainbow No social ladder to climb around here No panhandlers going to stake any claim here Goldmine is not what
wonders if anyone anywhere really cares Then the panhandler donates his dime to call a higher authority somewhere upstairs We can't live on Thoughts
of rum They say I changed up I'm a panhandler I handle Pussy Ass Niggas I'm a P.A.N.handler Hit the pussy off guard Ben steal her Oh what you don't get
creeping in the background Ahhh shit, he's got his hand out Same old shit, panhandler sales pitch Homeless, hungry, need money for food quick Ain't feeling
Bulldozers, helicopters The red line we cross to prosper The blue line divides and conquers Street dwellers, bench sleepers Panhandler, town weepers No friend
panhandler's habit and This rappin acrobat rapid fart attack Happenin-n-out his farthers back snackin on every artifact found inside a mcdonalds bag Latino
as hungry as I am, sometimes that's just the way it is They call me the panhandler (They) call me the old man Been on the streets for 30 years I get by
the panhandler, bum of the town You knows he's trying to get You when you're down He'll tell you his lies But you'll see in his eyes That he's trying to get you
Huh, smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool But then you wind up droppin'
Huh, smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool But then you wind up droppin'
the pussy panhandler I fuck her good, I put her to sleep I Mr. Sandman her Mm, dark side her, my nuts make me walk wider I pull up in the soft top,
On his way to the top with his cash, he shrugs Kidnappers, degenerate thieves and gamblers Stealin', panhandlers, wrappin' grams up Rubber bands on they
like guidance counsellors Aristocrat just like the Chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up,
Thinking how the worst is yet to come When from that street corner came a song And I can't remember the man, The panhandler or his melody. The words
cruel and unkind Spendin' all your money on Nikes and Filas But when you see a panhandler, it's "Ha-ha-ha What a bum, get a job," I should hit you
Kidnappers, degenerate thieves and gamblers Stealing, panhandlers, wrapping grams up Rubber bands on they Grams, what? Playing cards and they bored Members
you something you can feel The panhandlers, the pill pushers The?panty weighters? My down homeys, the clown busters My never fakers my real family
the king of hustlin I make things happen nigga, I'm a panhandler Shit not like how it's lookin on camera Won't exercise the right to put the bandana up
without I live without them everyday And when you just can't handle One more panhandler It leaves you wishing for change A fast car to take you away
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