farley - sunday morning lyrics
[intro:]
-yawn-
babababababa
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh
[verse:]
sunday mornin’ rain is fallin’ on my windowpane
i’m sittin’ thinkin’ and i got some questions on my brain
why people hoppin’ on the re-recycled music train?
they eat it up like it’s a quiche lorraine, i feel no pain, i’m here again
i’m always fiendin’ tryna finish what i started, man
raise your hand if you’ve been victimized by charlamagne
my bars are hotter than the first three of tha carters wayne
i’m not just partial flame, i roll a blunt and spark again
an arsonist, no time for making losses, only profit
bet my dogs are steady barkin’ at my targets
shop at target, for the bargains, don’t get even me started
‘cause i’ll barge into the party rockin’ overalls like i
be markie mark in the departed
flow so low on chromosomes that some would say r-t-rded
never gave a f-ck it’s like i’m, loaded with klonopin
i k!ll a f-ckin’ track like it’s osama bin laden, i’m rockin’ socks with potawatomi moccasins
[outro:]
yeah, yeah, masked man on the beat, yeah
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