Paroles de Heathen

Boondox

Date de parution : 17/05/2008

Durée : 0:03:2

Style : Hip Hop/Rap

I'm the first born son if a seventh born heathen had hell on my mind since i first started
Breathin i'm a sick mothafucker with a capital s they need to call a mary mary because my lifes
A mess i'm from the bottom of the barrel vally livin white trash in a 100 yard dash i'm last
Place third class
I ain't never been shit and my outlook is grim
And my chances of survival are none to slim
I stay straight fucked up off whiskey and water
Fuckin farmers daughter in the back of toyotas
Poppin so many pills that i piss codeine
My system ain't been clean since the age of 14
Hood rats fat back

Comin from nothin we livin the good life
Stay high just to make it but we goin be alright
Don't worry bout me cause bitch i'm free
And i'm gone
Keep shit wicked keep killin some bitches
Gon get it how i get it this country fuckin livin

Country life try to fuck a skinny dike rush to the mini store drunk on a mini bike thats how i
Do it never sober when i stay straight shawdty on my back
Kidnap your girlfriend and bring herto my pokin
Before the night is over she'll be bout a heavy stroking just a couple pounds of xanies bring
The bitches out they painties i think that's how my pappy first got up wit my granny
Back wood mothafuckers don't give a fuck hunten haters spotlight i'm in a pickup truck
Moonshine steady grown and my buzz keep grownin keep them rats out hoein while crows keep
Crowing sit back on my porch and in joy what i'm givin might seem fucked up but this is how i'm livin

Country livin keepin when you killin all these sons of bitches never givin in and they never
Get it because we keep it wicked (x9)