Like mine? Yeah, bitch Well, I'm heading down a southern trail I'm going chicken huntin' Chopping redneck chicken necks, I ain't saying nothing To the hillbilly stuck my
kitty-cat, get back, get back Get back, get back, uhh 'Cause I'm servin' well-done ground beef Backed up by a glass of Sweet T And you know my theme
freak So let a brother lick them paws And run the tongue on the G string draws And tease the kitty just a little Then stick my pole in the middle Before
Point 4, just some shit I gotta get offa my chest I ain't scared to battle him but he say that he the best Got a question for my trill ass Gs around the
spades, drive the kid crazy Before I go to bed, an hour later People be talkin', I feed dolphins My defense'll fly the coop off your mean office My
Well, I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' chicken huntin' Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my
Well, I'm headin' down a southern trail I'm goin' chicken huntin' Choppin' redneck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel
Verse One a?? Pressure I once had time on my hands, but now handling time, Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind, My sanity's fine, just
Father The Son and Holy Ghost, go, go, go If you love Me, really love Me, feed My, My sheep If you love Me, really love Me, feed My sheep Lord, I'll
name was Peggy. Their chief did meet her father soon, And O! but he was wondrous angry; Says, Ye may steal my owsen and kye, But ye maunna steal my bonnie
, like a herd of sheep being led to the slaughter cold blooded eyes, A habit of lying. I get it i get it. Words Of Damnations, Deciding my future. I fuck
's abierto (abierto) Can't chew my food, can't feed myself, my mouth's abierto (abierto) My chickens ran away without a peep My horse was something I
and show these people how you feel Like who are you to tell me how to live my life 'Cause I won't give this up These are my shoes, my view, my cue To
by which I'll wash my face playing with the moonrays on my path; on my moonlight path. I scorn you sheep. I scorn your flock. To be your shepherd is my
that made With all the garbage here We're still starving Another kind of sheep Another kind of sheep They bow your heads to sheep Another kind of sheep
glow Flask of wine on my feather bedding We will drink and prepare for wedding Soon, my darling, soon, my darling Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep
They say the rent is due, Caesar's onto you So you better remember your place Then they outsourced my job and gave a raise to my boss And bailed out
Over the wire Under the covers I tease your mind And I numb your wounds Feed your ego with a silver spoon Then it dawns on me I'm givin' up my sleep Countin' sheep