Monday, September 24, 2012

Roughneck (lyrics)


Full Song
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So when I shoot, you'll die!

Yeah, yeah, how's that?
Fuck it.
Huh, hey what the fuck do we have here?
Let's all do it for this one, huh.
Yeah, yeah.

Welcome to the roughneck, I'm King Gampo.
Y'all misbehave, I tell you everything that I know.
Bust your fuckin' kneecap, know I'm top ten.
First I fuck a model, then I fucked her friend.
Motherfucker, who do you think that I am?
He be like,  ?????
So many women in your top ten.
Open them legs and I fall face in, Splash.
Balderdash,
And did you think that you coulda stayed in?
They all be like, Please pay him.
Let me think about it!
No.
You can't convince me to go,
I'm the king of where I am,
You sit back and watch me grow.
How the fuck did you think that this gon' go,
Independent legend already your young goes:

We go dum, dum.
The north side go dum, dum.
The south side go dum, dum.
Welcome to the roughneck, Whyee-Oh!

Bitch, I'm in the streets, ballin' like a Republican.
Last I wet the bed, bitch, you know I'm going dumb again.
Hey what it take for you to see that I'm a goblin?
Ain't nobody fuckin' with the kid, he's a problem.
Hold up, whatcha know about dude right there,
People sayin' that he talkin' about the crew,
Better believe that he's in the wrong spot,
Better get his own rock, then I drop him in the zoo.
Whatta do, whatta do, whatta do,
Man I think I'm about to get this dude.
I'm live-o in a five-oh show,
Shit I'm in trouble.
Buck, I get retarded,
I'm actin' like a toddler.
First I got my head right, then I started robbin' them.
I'm a brute, I'm a muhfuckin' dinosaur.
I'm a bull, you're a doll in a china store.

We go dum, dum.
The north side go dum, dum.
The south side go dum, dum.
Welcome to the roughneck, Whyee-Oh!

Ahem,
Breath smellin' like cunt.
Ya coulda sworn I been gone fishin' all month.
Everybody think they hard and it's cold as shit.
I'm at the rail station drinkin' like fuckin' fish.
Shots in the crew, and we movin' like a trolley does.
Prolly 'cause all of us mobbin' a kinda lot of us.
Cypher heavy as a bull fight.
Kaiser is the matador,
Knock 'em out, kiss 'em good night.
What the fuck you want up on your tomb stone?
Like I need another place for me to try to poop on.
Everybody scemin' bout illegal cut checks.
Ya got yourself got what?
You got a roughneck.

We go dum, dum.
The north side go dum, dum.
The south side go dum, dum.
Welcome to the roughneck, Whyee-Oh!

Aaaahhhh, ffffuck!
Yeah.
Eh man, how do I keep on getting better, man?
Aint' that shit no fair?
All you new cats just getting up on me forgot I been doing this for over a decade.
I got the midwest man, this shit is mine.
Prof, aka Kaiser Von Powderhorn, aka King Gampo.
Fuck wit me.

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