[Intro]
(beatboxing)
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Walking round the house searching for all the just to my bullshit
I'm finally finding how hard it is to fight the sin
Starting to find a sense, when momma used to say child when you finish you better light a candle 'fore you park this bitch
I light the cartridge, need to spark the sack to go and get a jump from Mister and Misses who always arguin'
Tossing up at the thought of them
Mention of the offer to send from the other one like a curse or something when they both plagued, when they both sick like what you got?
How you get it? They'll lock yo ass up for this
If I can't do it, you gon have to beg with what gon starve the kids
Shoulda known our is was here
Right round every corner
We was killing time and picket signs til slumber snuck up on us but, but, but
Ain't I blessed though
And I'm stressed lord
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Free all my vessels
In all context, though
In all confines, In all Congos, In all correctionals
[Hook: Johnny Venus]
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
(beatboxing)
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Walking round the house searching for all the just to my bullshit
I'm finally finding how hard it is to fight the sin
Starting to find a sense, when momma used to say child when you finish you better light a candle 'fore you park this bitch
I light the cartridge, need to spark the sack to go and get a jump from Mister and Misses who always arguin'
Tossing up at the thought of them
Mention of the offer to send from the other one like a curse or something when they both plagued, when they both sick like what you got?
How you get it? They'll lock yo ass up for this
If I can't do it, you gon have to beg with what gon starve the kids
Shoulda known our is was here
Right round every corner
We was killing time and picket signs til slumber snuck up on us but, but, but
Ain't I blessed though
And I'm stressed lord
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Free all my vessels
In all context, though
In all confines, In all Congos, In all correctionals
[Hook: Johnny Venus]
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me
Momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
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