Mr. Bill's Dog

Here comes Mr. Bill's Dog

Say you want a problem?
Bitch, face your fears and take a hint
I'm like Tom Cruise and you be Kidman
And we can meet up at the Mint
Aye, can you find me soft asylum?
My cell's next to Jim Morrison
All day I smoke on Cinderella
And bump Alanis Morissette
So call the vet
Here comes Mr. Bill's Dog without a leash
No comprendo, fuck a lease
Fuck police
Fuck your peace
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece for free
It's only when you want
Something nice do you ask me how the fuck I'm feeling
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, we burn those blunt wraps
Yeah, we turn those hub caps
Yeah, we get up everyday and make those fucking subs smack
Another one (I'm hunting)
Another one (Fuck it)
Another one gone and I'm fucking done
It's been a minute since your mom was on my fucking tongue
When your father leaves I always be the first to jump the gone
Is my world a fucking hoax or am I tripping like a bitch
I'm out to catch the planet and I'm out here planning when I'm rich

Here we go

The world and all this shit scary, 100
Tomorrow's not promised, and age is a number
When I'm 100 I want to leave next to me
All of the things you remembered and wondered
So many chances were taken
But others were breaking my spirit
If they want it, they'll fake it
If they want it, they'll fake it
If you had a chance would you take it
Or would you just fake that too?
You're like a Sherlock Holmes with a fake gold tooth
And a bitch ass trash addict dumb old fool
Snap back like a bad hat on a white trash dumb bitch in a du-rag too
You're with the same old crew
Another bitch with the same old news
And the same bitch with another whole new dude
Wearing those blue shoes, smoking on blue Kool's



Credits
Writer(s): Rhett Rhodes
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