Patfan - To Victory lyrics

[Intro] This ballad is dedicated to the brave men and women Who triumphantly traverse the treacherous terrain Who fearlessly face unfathomable foes Who conquer incalculable chaos And all for what... For the glory... Of VICTORY [Verse 1] Recently divorced, I'm a father of one I have a couple kids but they're both with their mom Luckily this weekend I got custody of my son I took that f**er for a ride, cuz he wanted some fun "Hey daddy, daddy, I wanna go faster!" I'm sweating my a** off, shut up you little ba*tard "I'm telling mom cuz you let me get stabbed" Just another fun weekend with dad [Verse 2] Who's hoppin' over obstacles, smashin' through gla** Bouncin' all around like a Kardashian's a** Call me Pogo Pete, I'm screamin' YOLO, SKEET Better clear a path if I'm hoppin' down your street I'm like a homicidal-kangaroo-jackhammer-man Old ladies, little babies, doesn't matter where I land I got a sword in my a**, and this sh** hurts But I always wear a helmet, safety first [Hook] My Happy Wheels keep turnin' I'll be flyin' at the speed of light How I love the smell of rubber burnin' Push my limit cuz I'm ready to die [Verse 3] Get out of my way, my agenda matters Ate 5 Big Macs and I've got a full bladder Cruisin' through Wal-Mart, I'm the quickest Only obstacle I've got is my diabetes Keep your distance b**h, haven't showered in years Runnin' on Doritos and a couple of beers They say my blood pressure's gonna number my days You think obesity k**s? I say obesity SLAYS [Verse 4] That verse was phat, talk about a segue I ride around on my energy-efficient segway Meeting at twelve, and I can't be late I work in HR, and I mediate Just a day at the office, but it's kind of a drag My best friends - left hand - and a nudey mag I love my corporate lifestyle, I'm kinda nerdy Won't stop this office freak from ridin' dirty [Hook] My Happy Wheels are a-rollin' Even with this harpoon deep in my a** Love the carnage, body parts are a-bowlin' I'm hangin' on, my limbs are barely attached Throw your child in a blender Laughing as he's dismembered What's the point of this mutilation Crash and tumble through gauntlets Tell me why do we want this My masochistic jubilation [Verse 5] I'll be quick to turn you into mince meat I'm the sickest lawn mower that you ever did meet Landscapin' faces, I make it personal You stood me up on prom night, and I won't be merciful (b*tch) Nothin' runs like a Deere, except you I love the smell of fresh cut gra** and d**h too I'm armored by fat, don't think that you can k** me Hope you brought an appetite, I'm makin' human chili [Verse 6] I smell like feces and I'm really baldin' No need for sneakers, I got wheels and rockets I rock the cosmos like I'm Steven Hawking Not handicapped, but I don't feel like walkin' I'm on welfare, cashin' checks On crack and meth while I'm crackin' heads Haven't been the same since I got back from 'Nam Just like Rambo - (If he was a bum!) [Hook] My Happy Wheels are spinnin' Arms and legs and heads keep on flyin' by Like a monkey through the jungle swingin' Covered up in blood, and I'm in my prime It's not bad, just a flesh wound But I'll probably be dead soon Someone oughtta take a screenshot of me I'll go out like a rockstar Body parts will be long gone Just as long as I get to Victory [Outro]