Xeroxium - Lyrics

Banned from playing contra
We was playing with the contraband
Every father figure that I cherished
Was a wanted man
If he runs his mouth then imma
Hit him with a bodyslam
Hit you with these shots and
They gon turn you to a hologram
You was cooking pasta
We was mixing with the pots n pans
I am not a fan
He is not ya man
Pussy bitches running up the block
And see the promised land
I'm just out here looking for a body
Like a sonogram

Welcome to the show
Please just have a seat
Anywhere up in the row
We're just glad to see
Anybody even show
Anyway just get up
In the boat and start to row
And let the stories start to flow
Let the stories start to flow
Let the stories start to flow
Let the stories start to flow
Start to row
And let the stories start to flow
Welcome to the show
Please just have a seat
Anywhere up in the row
We're just glad to see
Anybody even show
Anyway just get up
In the boat and start to row
And let the stories start to flow

Maybe fear is God's way of saying
"Hey, pay attention. This could be fun."