Grnfthr - SPARK MASTER TAPE

Uh

Swoup

Finish him

Imma be the type of grandfather

To slap the living shit out of my grandson and my granddaughter

Old bitter wrinkled fucker with a cane in hand

Stuck in old ways, wife beater and some dickie pants

If you ask, i keep my teeth up in a dinner glass

There's a chance of them falling out if i ever eat too fast

Badges acting like they ass is bulletproof

Pants higher than that dude on scooby-doo, zoinks

I just done a *put-your-nostril-to-your-nose*

Lookin for a hippie gang to bust em to

{boom boom}

Uhhhhhhhhhh

Peter pied piper, got bazookas in my pocket

All i know is trap, trapdoors in my kkoffin

Fuck all of this trap, grandpapa stay poppin

All i know is troops, all this mobbin is for profit

Im having flashbacks of hatchbacks in vietnam, shit

Post traumatic: a meth addict thats hearing bombs

Smokin opium, intusion like fallopian

Losing hope again, my vision that of dystopian

Now i drive by the mile high

Ak out the fukkin window yellin bye-bye

Bitch im alibaba {habibi}

I got thieves ready to die-die

Your little girl sayin "good-bye da-da"

{my fukkin bakk hurt}

Grandma at the crib, its italian

Fukk around and spend my retirement

I been at the old home, only gettin old dome

And old kush and old spice is now my cologne

Bitch youll get your nose blown

And im still sellin coke

I got chronic on thuddis but you still gettin choked

And i toke weed from 1967, i'm still dope

Hookers who stay pretending they been broke

Knees poppin til the end of the road

I ain't stoppin til my fukkin wine in the dirt

Uhhhhhhhhhhh