South Park Mexican - Addicted To Storms lyrics

[Verse 1] The poor folks fell me the others think that I'm interesting The rappers thing silently dam if he isn't King I ain't trying to rub it in its really this f**ing pen Won't let a n***a sleep from the problems is trouble him Or maybe it's a her while she's spilling this black blood My girl hates when I snort Coke cause I can't f** And why including that I guess cause I trust you Or maybe cause am gone off this excellent mushrooms But just for the record I can smoke marijuana And still f** like aunt Betty horny Chihuahua I'm short of saliva that means I suffer cotton mouth So many dark memories I'm fighting to block'em all [Hook] If he's always in some trouble but inside you'd like him You're addicted to storms and baby he will provide them The cool cats fade and end up dead or in prison Or working bullsh** jobs cause they never would listen [Verse 2] I'm sorry that my music ain't for people to dance to In fact grab your Bible let's please go to Matthew Naw i'm not a preacher but I'm guessing you know that But I do give advice like you're too young to smoke crack No really I'm serious you're f**ing crave it all day I got a friend that sells his a** and he's ain't even gay But I won't say his name I'm sure the Brett is embarra**ed He's addicted to rocks and I feel bad for his parents And I know that I'm lost but see I've been through a lot So try to listen every time that SPM do a talk Drugs would destroy you but good grades make you beautiful And if he left school Mommy he is a suitable [Hook] [Verse 3] Every nerd making A's stays on top of the game And there isn't any hope for those caught up in gangs You only get one chance and Then your adults Study hard while you're young it brings endless results And it's always God first because the devil is real And when you see me on the drop 77 Seville I hope you tell me something good like the UGK Because a G stands for graduates of 2G blank So fill it in I just say it cause you mean so much And when I tell you that I love you it's extremely such But this is the end of my 40 so I'm resting my pen Like the beer commercial say I gotta know when to when right [Hook] [Outro] And I know that you got a crush on my mommy It makes you feel alive Right but f** that Look at his report card Space in the on the conduct section A Dumba** would drag you down with in Drag you through the mud of ditches and gutters Some people are they due to storms because they were raised in them So they become attractive to trouble But recognize it and fight it Only you can save you a baby