the babies that ain't fully born That's less fortunate like that man walkin' with one arm They tried to throw me up in a orphanage with all the kids
to catch a ghost It feels like I'm trying to hold smoke When the army had to hold the line You were nowhere near the front Before the kids could tell
t no heiny hobbit gaybe Ain't no big meaty chunks in my thick brown gravy 'Cause I'm a Loch Ness, a Loch Ness, a Loch Ness monster Jerry's Kids are knockin
Uncle Ricky, could you read us a bedtime story? Please, huh, please? Alright, you kids get to bed, I'll get the storybook Y'all tucked in? Yeah, here
and took everything except the kitchen sink Little man murdered on the scene He tried to come off at the liquor store, he's only 17 Granny's damn near
borrow this from? Adolphe Menjou? JOE Close, but no cigar. (HE gestures around the room.) Hey! It's quite a crowd. ARTIE I invited all the kids doing
Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me I curse so much just to get on they nerves I got kids
slave traders paper But I'm a live though, yo I'm a live though I'm puttin up the big swing for my kids yo Got my mom the fat water-front crib yo I'm
1] I'm headed to Savannah, the sun rise there And somethin tellin me that I should be somewhere near I met somebody daughter, played in her water The
Before you reach the traffic island A river runs through a concrete channel I took you there once I think it was after the Lead mill The water was dirty
of the legendary 'cause your spot at the cemetery isn't temporary Have you shook up like kids who mention carrie Or bloody mary if you rappin' near me
[intro:] Uncle Ricky, will you read us a bedtime story? Please, huh, please? Allright, you kids get to bed, I'll get the storybook. Ya'll Tucked in
Near the dresser together and you'd take me apart But then I'd say "Storms are born really far away out west of L.A." Where birds have kids like crazy
one night Were goin out alright on this town, spare me the truth don't let us down By Bakers Blvd. It was hot outside again A few kids were in the water
you're still mine To feel your nearness night at nine The bugle's playing out go the lights Even it's lonely, these army nights Go tell kids I'm doing
many bids, ain't no puttin' together Restorin' your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever You talking 'bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow But your flow be like oil and water
Between water and land So we can eat fruit And they can eat sand A wall to make sure That our orchards will grow And our kids can get fat And not need