Swashbucklin'
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I'm a
Swashbucklin son of a drunk
And I'm
Goosebumpin all over your junk
Make your
Canines rattle outta your gums
When I get up
Get up
Uh hu
Cold chillin in my Vboy stance
Call it
Hushpuppy when I do my dance
And uh
Lord knows I'm a ramblin man
Gonna get up
Get up
The lion's in the den again
Shamefully shindigin'
Rip-roaring between the rock 'n roll
Version of you
Said I'm a certified Villie-boy
Tried and true
A swashbuckler man
Ain't nothin I can't do
I reside in the city of Nine Gates
Where yellow birds sit
Upon the shoulders of inmates
Singin' out songs
Only worms can translate
That's why I'm confused
Havin' a ball
While I'm singin' the blues
I got some real bad medicine doll
Respect it
Hit you in the vein
With a lethal injection
Bring everything you got
If you're talking protection
The monster on your block
Baby yeah you guessed it
I got a motha fuckin' brick on my shoulder
Seen it all before
So ain't shit that you can show us
Man I stay focused
Hiding in the shadow
Sharpen up the swords
And get ready for the battle
I'm a
Swashbucklin son of a drunk
And I'm
Goosebumpin all over your junk
Make your
Canines rattle outta your gums
When I get up
Get up
Uh hu
Cold chillin in my Vboy stance
Call it
Hushpuppy when I do my dance
And uh
Lord knows I'm a ramblin man
Gonna get up
Get up
I'm sick to my stomach
Spittin' and cussin' and fussin'
Buzzin'
And oddly don't want it
You'd rather stay at the
Fuckin' club
And I seen it before
(What)
Kidnapping the frat boys
When mommy 'n daddy forgot
To tell 'em 'bout Billie boys
And Billie bats
Billie Tats
'N Billie stats
What's up with that
Better be bringin' your
Brain caps
We ally cat
No cover better
No pitter patter
Lose where we at
Straight out the gutter
Ready to scatter fast
We came up out the slums
Swashbucklin yo' asses
Wish you had a half of
That skill that I crafted
Muckin' through the swamp
Hell yeah
It's on
We could give a fuck
How you budget songs
(And I)
Know your mad 'cause you're
All alone
And the Villebillie boys
Takin' over the throne
And it's on like a holiday
Foam's in the kitchen
You ain't got it yet
And you're never gonna get it
I'm a
Swashbucklin son of a drunk
And I'm
Goosebumpin all over your junk
Make your
Canines rattle outta your gums
When I get up
Get up
Uh hu
Cold chillin in my Vboy stance
Call it
Hushpuppy when I do my dance
And uh
Lord knows I'm a ramblin man
Gonna get up
Get up
The second coming
Is coming
The drummer man is drumming
Are you gonna follow
Drink from the bottle
Let the blood hit your stomach
The dead'll be fed
Intravenously
To the livin'
And then we'll break bread
And Stay fed
A new Thanksgiving
The scarecrow
Gets his head outta the ground
And he screams
From the mountain top
The brand new sound
When it's offense
You play dead
You straight sell out
When it's our play
It's too late
You can't stop now
I'm a
Swashbucklin son of a drunk
And I'm
Goosebumpin all over your junk
And your
Canines rattle outta your gums
When I get up
Get up
Uh hu
Cold chillin in my Vboy stance
Call it
Hushpuppy when I do my dance
And uh
Lord knows I'm a ramblin man
Gonna get up
Get up
(Dee dopp
Dee da da de dop da
Dee dopp
Dee da da de dop da)
Get up
Get up