Catch Them Dice

stop telling me, trying to persuade me that you won’t do what you do no more ‘cause the first time left me blind, but now I see it is what it is, you was what you was the games the same men and boys like they toys where you from a project slum taught you s--- tomorrow brought sorrow and little joy what’s your point light the joint and take a hit a change of mind can sure mess your mind up fools and lies can be a futhamucka’ I brought all my bad habits and my cup call your mother and tell her you love her your sip and flip make me want to holler cut the bulls--- and loan me five dollars