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don cook – nantucket lyrics

[verse 1]
once was a man from oak hill
had a couple brothers and the parents both there
doors getting slammed and my prayers aren’t answered
as a little kid thought the man don’t care
all i wanna hear is my lawn mower on
don’t wanna hear when my mom’s going off
all i did was stare at sh-t we didn’t have and
shoulda’ really cared that my parents showed me love

[hook]
once was a man from nantucket
he hands me a bucket
don’t know what the f-ck was inside
i ‘member thinking i loved
‘member thinking that substance
sh-t thick as honey
‘member thinking that substance
sh-t thick as honey
‘member thinking that substance

once was a man from the nasty
home of the black-sheep
i was the texas-boy
never had a friend ’till i met this boy who
told me skechers weren’t the best for your boy
so i went to the store with my dad and
bought a pair of better nikes than i had and
wasn’t like i imagined
thought i’d pull up all the b-tches in the cl-ssroom
fast forward – back to the bullsh-t
back to the story that i rapped about on woman
back to the stories that i know myself
back to the stories that i know i gotta tell
say don’s on the road with a frozen windshield
and a sh-tty heater blowing cold air
so i didn’t see the truck that was going sixty something
and my lungs started sucking no air
now i’m coughing up blood in my nineteen-ninety-something corsica and i know there’s no help
of all those little stories that i wish i coulda told ya, tell momma that i know there’s no heir

no heir to the throne
f-ck what you seen maf-cka’
what, you talking to the bees maf-cka?
no heir to the throne
(best watch your tone my n-gg-)
(you been stepping to the throne my n-gg-)
no heir to the throne
f-ck what you heard maf-cka’
what, you walking with a purse maf-cka?
no heir to the throne
(best watch what you say my n-gg-)
(shoulda been called him king my n-gg-)

i could pull a john stamos
bob saget with the game shows
i expect a full house tonight
so everybody, how that saying go?

[hook]

[verse 3]
once was a man from atlanta
the xan and the fanta city
where them bitties jump at you
if that doesn’t fascinate you
ima have to go and take your purse
and make sure that you’re -ss don’t make it
i took some time and it’s wasting away
“you seem so popular” that’s what they say
cause i ain’t go burning up all of my bridges
or shoot my own foot, what, i got a posse?
away, please, i need my own sp-ce
b-tches are killing my time
swallow a clock, so deep that it sits in your stomach
see that that ticking don’t stop
t-t-t-timid minajes with all of these women
too thick for the regular jock
fix ’em up all in positions, i call em my figures
action is when we gon’ start

[hook]

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