Tyler Ellicott - Poetic Justice paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Poetic Justice - Tyler Ellicott



This goes to that Motha Fucka
Up In 901 Campbell Street
With that stupid principle
We disagreed
Acting like he know me
But he don't really know Me
Ask him where he gets his Meat
Not my parent's meat Facility
His son's a bitch and he's Full of greed
If I had a shot
I'd knock him between his Teeth
Then one to the temple
Out cold and unconscious
He doesn't deserve to Breathe
That's how much Hate
I have in my heart
And I'm not scared of Hell
So that's a damn good start
And when that pussy Principle
Takes a shit I bet he queefs
Instead of farts
Look at the school charts
They're all white
Not a brown soul in that Part
The town's so small
They don't even have a
K-Mart
And your son's so stupid
He should've been named Bart
This goes out to Parker Jones
The guy who doesn't Deserve to have a home
I hope he ends up on the Curb and ends up alone
Yeah, so what?
I'm still mad about the past
And I ran so hard
I left your boys gassed
And I threw that shit outta The gym
Say Fuck it!
You couldn't even grab the Rim
Still l layed your can of tin
Poetic Justice!!!



Writer(s): Tyler Ellicott


Tyler Ellicott - Heart of the Valley (The Legacy Album)
Album Heart of the Valley (The Legacy Album)
date de sortie
17-11-2021




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