paroles de chanson Pop Run - MC Chris

Pop drank non stop it's a topic that's classified
Just an angry guy that alcohol would pacify
He'd watch miami vice and on monday it's magnum
Sit back in a recliner tell us not to distract him
You could always hear the clinking of the cubes then you knew
There was envy underneath whenever he'd reach for the booze
Sometimes he'd drInk in the day time too
Mow the lawn watch the cubs and drink all afternoon
Pop runs were such fun we'd buy strawberry crush
He'd buy a bag of swedish fish it was all hush hush
Gordon's gin and smirnoff vodka in big plastic bottles
We thought nothing of it we're not aristotle
My brother took his drink and down the sink he did pour
He said what the hell are you doing? pushed him up against a door
Brother begged him to hit him but the father refused
Painting beatles in the basement can't erase the abuse

Everybody got a story well i got one
I remember dad called em pop runs
I was just a little kid with big problems
Was it something that i did why did pop run

First time i tasted it i thought it was sprite
A lime was hiding in the ice and it didn't taste right
So this is what he's drinking after dinner each night
Well i'll never touch the stuff for the rest of my life
I was beginning to try when i was slinging the pie
At uno's on milwaukee next to TCBY
Was the summer of 92 when jump was the jam
Stole a bottle of chianti because of silence of the lambs
Sauvignon on the lawn listen to vinyl by verve
The whole house to myself in the bling of the burbs
Throw parties every month chug a tussin and blaze
Let's face it i was wasted what a way to behave
Family left me all alone in the house for half of a year
The house was on the market why not spark it have a beer
Crashed there on the weekends couldn't turn on the heat
Slept in front of the fireplace with the coldest of feet