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IMMA BE THE TYPE OF GRANDFATHER

TO SLAP THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF MY GRANDSON AND MY GRANDAUGHTER

OLD BITTER WRINKLED FUCKER WITH A CANE IN HAND

STUCK IN OLD WAYS, WIFE BEATER AND SOME DICKIE PANTS

IF YOU ASK, I KEEP MY TEETH UP IN A DINNER GLASS

THERE'S A CHANCE OF THEM FALLING OUT IF I EVER EAT TOO FAST

GLASSES LOOKIN LIKE THEY ASS IS BULLETPROOF

PANTS HIGHER THAN THAT DUDE ON SCOOBY-DOO, ZOiNKS

I JUST DONE A *PUT-YOUR-NOSTRIL-TO-YOUR-NOSE*

LOOKIN FOR A HIPPIE GANG TO BUST EM TO

UHHHHHHHHHH

PETER PIED PIPER, GOT BAZOOKAS IN MY POCKET

ALL I KNOW IS TRAP, TRAPDOORS IN MY KKOFFIN

FUCK ALL OF THIS TRAP, GRANDPAPA STAY POPPIN

ALL I KNOW IS TROOPS, ALL THIS MOBBIN IS FOR PROFIT

IM HAVING FLASHBACKS OF HASH BACK IN VIETNAM, SHIT

POST TRAUMATIC: A METH ADDICT THATS HEARING BOMBS

SMOKIN OPIUM, INTO TUBES JUST LIKE FALLOPIAN

LOSING HOPE AGAIN, MY VISION THAT OF DYSTOPIAN

NOW I DRIVE-BY BY THE MALL, HUH

AK OUT THE FUKKIN WINDOW YELLIN BYE-BYE

BITCH IM ALIBABA [HABIBI]

I GOT THIEVES READY TO DIE-DIE

YOUR LITTLE GIRL SAYIN "GOOD-BYE DA-DA"

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GRANDMA AT THE CRIB IS TRYIN IT

FUKK AROUND AND END UP SPENDING MY RETIREMENT

I BEEN AT THE OLD HOME, ONLY GETTIN OLD DOME

AND OLD KUSH AND OLD SPICE IS NOW MY COLOGNE

BITCH YOULL GET YOUR NOSE BLOWN

AND IM STILL SELLIN COKE

GOT THAT CHRONIC ARTHRITIS BUT YOU STILL GETTIN CHOKED

AND I TOKED WEED, FROM 1967, I'M STILL DOPE

I STEAL FROM HOOKERS WHO PRETENDING THAT THEY'RE BROKE

KNEES STAY POPPIN TIL THE END OF THE ROAD

I AIN'T STOPPIN TIL MY FUKKIN WORLD IN THE DIRT

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