Lyrics:
and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
fuck 'em
Little shit speaking on, boy, I done done it, talking and up's where I run 'em
Two lanes what I switch in that, told 'em test me, I get hot like
and to Joseph
And this is how it all began
That first Christmas
There came a drummer boy (a drummer boy)
and a star in the east (and a star in the east)
In
you from above, baby
Heaven must have sent your precious love
Because you, honey you are
You're my pride and joy
I love you, I love you little
little girl, I know you're just 22
I'll tell ya right now, you can dance to the blues"
The sticks started clickin' and the drummer counted in
The whole
We talking Holy Feild you know that nigga named Michael Vick
They called me mamma boy but now they call me drummer boy,
They talking jet skiis, I had
and believe and harvest
Seed for the girls who's looked down by the world set em free
(Let me switch it up a little bit)
Took our credit didn't need a loan
pride
At how this awkward little boy
Looked the world in the eye
With Betty Bull by his side
We were her pride and joy
We were her pride and joy
She
money 'cause
It come in abundance
Rum-pum-pum-pum, drummer boy come
Run a boy down and then snitch on his mate
Yeah
You gotta be family to eat from this
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city
Because he's guided by
The invisible force
He drives a kooky green chrysler
Bad as anybody's porsche
He's a working class drummer
He's as strong
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse
Me
I'm comin' for my Moon man
You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you,
I'm comin' for my Moon man
You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you,
I'm your little drummer boy
While the eggnog is all noggy
And the fireplace all a-glow
While our bodies are heatin' up
In yuletide places down below
I
a little boy
Yeah-yeah
That's what love is made of
That's what love is made of
Snakes, snails, puppy dog tails
Sugar and spice and everything nice
and a picture show
I hope we have a little boy gonna be my pride and joy
Raise him by the golden rule
Watch him while he grows tall fishing poles and football
of stacks multiply that by a 100 Racks
Stand still watch me do the running man
I'm about to lay it down for them so they understand
Drummer boys while they're
Get these goofy ass rappers out the studio
I'm done with 'em
The squad roll up like a snare then the drum hit 'em
And if he gotta little kick we'll
team
Yours
I lost my pride
Alright
I pray to god
Without having to die
Get on the bus
Fix that tie son
Talking suicide
Mmhmm how fucking rad
Talking
A mama's pride and joy
Another Presbyterian boy
Out in the wide, wide world
Out on a limb
I've been makin' some silly mistakes
I've been blowin' some
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse
Me
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse
Me
as close to me as a friend can be
While I'll be standin' by my buddy, he'll be standin' by me
I'm just another half of the two headed freak
But I need him
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