[00:00.000] 作曲 : F. Porter for The Happiest Africans (SESAC)[00:11.465] I get tired of niggas talking about the good ol' days[00:14.480] When they still owe me money[00:15.919] Laughing at my boss's jokes when ain't a damn thing funny[00:19.248] "Honey I'm home!" whisky in tummy[00:21.773] Recliner feels like a throne[00:23.692] Forty year old negro Al Bundy clone[00:26.254] Renting three bedrooms in the colored section[00:28.475] Three kids and not a day goes by I don't wish I used protection[00:32.083] Probably be paid in the shade, dicking bitches named Amy and Gretchen[00:35.809] Oh well! This Bud's for you[00:37.539] Chase shots with brew, brew with pot[00:39.822] Blunts with Newport smoke[00:41.405] You ****in' kids better shut-up before I have to choke[00:44.439] The living shit[00:45.561] Back and forth to the bathroom to piss[00:47.929] By the end of the night incoherently mumbling[00:51.095] Stumbling in the bedroom like "**** you, bitch"[00:52.698] Wake up and pretend nothing happened[00:54.947] That's marital bliss[00:55.964] But wait![00:56.758] The DVD got special features[00:58.870] And DoD got them Schwarzenegger heaters[01:01.695] Choppers, egg beaters[01:02.779] Arms long enough to box with G.O.D[01:04.799] But the enemy watch for blasphemers[01:07.160] Roadside bomb blast cost your son his femurs[01:10.047] Went to Walter Reed and he ain’t want to see ya[01:12.496] Came back to the block, hot boys talking that Benz or a Beamer[01:16.065] Rims shining, chains binding, you could smell that good reefer[01:19.281] You're broke![01:20.217] You're mad when they come home laughing off misdemeanors[01:23.147] And they don't like you neither[01:24.598] Call your daughter out her name like the average skeezer[01:27.512] And their bitches is bad, look like the Queen of Sheba[01:30.418] When you drinking, you get to thinking you might square them off like Little Caesars[01:34.819] Your woman said "chill" but that 100 proof had you nice[01:38.050] The negros lumped your grill and stabbed you with a knife[01:40.930] Punctured lung, shattered eye socket and just for fun[01:44.061] The young'uns ran your damn pockets