Lyrics I'll Set My Dad On You - FMA + 12 Gage

Children, children, children
Please, stop arguing because you're both fucking wrong
The truth of the matter is
Both of your dad's are shit
They never loved you
Did they ever write you a rap
No
Because they can't rap
But let me show you someone who can

I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
We could have kept it complicated
But we simplified it for you
You're fuckin' overrated
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you

Let's kick it off with a bad dad joke
Call me the inspector of oesophagus's
Daddy's gonna make you choke
How's that?
I'mma go all out with these rap tricks
Keep it fuckin' funky
'Cos I know that the Prince is lookin' down on this shit
UH, Get Off
I'm just a Sexy Motherfucker
I'll fuck all of your mothers
I'm an A B C D E F'in G, boy
I'm A star, a star
You can't be F'in with me, boy
I got the flows, I'm a pro, standin' tall
Take a look, down below
Pick your jaws, off the floor
Cos I wrote down an ode 'n' I wrote it in prose
With one hand on my heart 'n' one hand on my balls
Oh
Now kids, it's time to quit the bickerin'
I been a stirrin' 'n' envy's close to simmerin'
Your mum's an oboe, oh, she needs a fingerin'
It's time to run, run
Cos this shit has only just begun, son

I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
We could have kept it complicated
But we simplified it for you
You're fuckin' overrated
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you

Who's the father, who's the son, you'll never know, oh
Let me impart a bit of wisdom 'n' flow, no
Don't mistake us, I'm the skinny ginger Sticky Fingaz
I'm a good boy, I don't rob
But you know I'm gonna steal the show
So
Throw your mum's in the air
Oh no
Pretend it wasn't you 'n' run somewhere
Oh yeah
Now I'm totally 'n' maturely out of that hole
Like every man
I got one goal
Hey ladies
Listen I got an idea right here
And like me it might sound a bit crazy
But hear me out right now
What, what
I think I need a baby
What?
So we can be
The world's greatest grandfather father, father son 'n' grand son
Rap trio
My peers will fear the day that I say

I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
I'll set my dad on you
We could have kept it complicated
But we simplified it for you
You're fuckin' overrated
I'll set my dad on you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you
You know he's comin' for you

Stop your crying, children, stop it
Even though it amuses me, it has begun to annoy me
Just admit, this father is better than yours
He raps, he busts a fat ass rap
Now children, seriously, what is this building
What is an orphanage
And who brought a chicken