Mom & Dad

Proof

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    (feat. Rude Jude)

    [Intro: Proof]
    Drug nation, we know no denial
    We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha!
    Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes!
    Don'tcha? Gotta do it - Kurt Cobain!

    [Proof]
    Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll
    Gave a little X, and I got some stroll
    Can't tell I lit this roach it's too hot to hold
    Turn that up, that's the Countin' Crows
    Hy-dro, let's abuse it
    Oh, no, that's techno music
    Homos and sex abusers
    Slow mo', hit the exit duty
    A pill, bitch, and a room
    Condom biz, takes balloons
    Ass, tits, acid
    Pass it (that's it!)
    Puff, puff, and pass
    (Puff, puff, and pass!)
    The motherfuckin blunt that's stuffed with hash
    Don't make me have to punch yo' ass

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    [Chorus: Proof] + (Rude Jude)
    Mom and Dad! (I smoke weed)
    Mom and Dad! (I do blow)
    Mom and Dad! (I take E)
    Mom and Dad! (I bang hoes)
    Oh Mom and Dad! (I sniff paint)
    I've been bad! (I drink 'gnac)
    Don't be mad please! (I jerk off)
    Mom and Dad! (I smoke crack)

    [Proof]
    My mind ain't where I left it last
    I got an F in class; in fact, eff this class!
    Why they call this a special class?
    I'm gon' press an ass, not test to pass
    I do what I want, I'm tired of bein bored
    Pass the Corona and turn on some porn
    Hand me an ambi' and I start snorin
    And don't say it's too early in the mornin!
    I'm horn dog but bad to the bone
    Slick talkin teacher give me ass, I'm alone
    Here, take these pills and pass 'em along
    I don't wanna die in my casket alone
    If I'm a gat in a room with a hand full of 'shrooms
    Morpheus, I took the red and the blue
    (Don't do drugs) No more
    (Don't do drugs) No less
    (Don't do drugs) Without me
    (Don't do drugs!) {*coughing*}
    That's Kid Rock's advice, Tupac alike
    With a pregnant nun, dick slobbin dyke
    (Aw come on Proof, man that ain't right!)
    Man fuck you Salam, it's hip-hop for life
    I'm a cutthroat killa with a butter knife
    Man I got the dick that your mother likes

    [Chorus]

    [Outro: Rude Jude]
    Aiyyo Mom and Dad
    Thanks a million for raising me bang up job Dad
    You left when I was 5 dickhead!
    Yo, I got a secret for you Mom
    I don't even like going to those family reunions
    I just go there to bang my cousins
    That's it, you think I like playing volleyball?
    I'm lookin at their asses Ma
    I'm tryin to knock up one of my cousins Mom
    Yo Pop, I think you're a fuckin homo
    Hey thanks for payin for my college, I'm learnin a lot
    I'm learnin a million, I'm learnin a bunch of shit
    Like how to put rufees in chicks drinks and fuck 'em in the face
    Look for me at teabag.com bitch
    Thanks Mom, thanks Dad you're great
    Hey Proof, thanks for gettin me on the fuckin record
    Pssh, college, I never been to college
    Community college what?
    I gotta say somethin else, what?
    Fuck it, I'm done...

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