[Intro] You think you know me Oh, it's stupid, but I will persevere Oh Yes Sad man, uh
[Verse] Rap and prison (Uh) I know these basement dwellers need a villain (Oh) How you livin'? It's Young Peggy without no pot to piss in Heart throb, we pack pistols, we make your heart stop Grab chest, meet God (Hahaha, sucka) Rather go out the martyr way (Okay, martyr way?) Still can't believe I'm gettin' paid off this art today (Damn, Peggy) I'm the medicine man (Yeah), keep a zip in my hand (Yeah) I do work on the stage (Haha), I still feel like a fan Uh, when I pass I hope everything I did matter to you, baby, if it didn't Fuck it, when my body frigid (Yeah), all this music gon' keep Peggy livin' It's the young, black, Brian Wilson Smile at these crackers who want me dead (Ack) Fire helmets won't protect your head (Brrt) Don't get sent to Jesus filled with lead, lil' nigga
[Outro] Uh, 'sup Yeah You know what I mean? Sometimes you just gotta keep it simple like that, it's just, it is what it is, you know? Yeah, hahaha That's what— that's what my dad tells me, no not at all That's what my dad tells me, too, if I had a dad My dad, my dad doesn't— Ah, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
