歌曲 | Royals Cap (Number The Stars) |
歌手 | Mac Lethal |
专辑 | Irish Goodbye |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It’s rainy in my back yard sunny in my front yard that’s beauty to me but to all you other fuck tards shit I kill you ‘till you’re dead I got a wad of cash and a Royals cap tilted on my head this ain’t about the world series I'm just proud of Kansas city so I'm gonna make the whole entire world hear me this is the home of Tech N9ne the biggest indie rapper in the world and that dude defends the belt dearly dearly beloved I got a couple beers from the cubbard from boulevard and fuck it here’s another cheers to most wanted vodka, gin we ain't got no beach in Kansas city just lots a friends but some of us are broke as fuck bills ain't paid yet even tommy Morrison failed the AIDS test word he must of thought that he was magic a lot of people here do and all of ‘em are tragic fuck it I guess I’m gonna go bowling Then I'm gonna get a hot meal at Bo Lings Larry Johnson was the mayor but he’s a clown ‘cause Jamaal Charles ran him out of town That’s the Kansas city sound Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us [X3] You can leave and try to say you’re never coming back Just please don’t forget your Royals cap Lets go beyond Waldo Where the Kansas City pimps got girls that they beat like Sean Malto Winter here is almost six months long So its dark out at 5pm It’s not fall though You can meet me at the Jones pool Where the guidos and the girls are so cool A lot of amateurs built lives on the coast But I stayed here and turned on the blow torch And started given fools hell to pay this the home of Don Cheadle and Janelle Monae this the home of Satchel Paige and Buck O’Neil where the party girls rub those pills that’s why the clubs so trill spin stars are Mike Scott on the mix fool it’s summer time but ain’t another city this cool sometimes I feel like a spoiled brat in my brand-new bright blue Royals cap Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us [X3] You can leave and try to say you’re never coming back Just please don’t forget your Royals cap Come on But what an embarrassment Y’all be picketing at funerals It’s fucking hilarious Spilling out hate speech To pay yourself Saying god hates gays Man you’re gay yourself Saying god hates fags And makes homos hurt Tryin’ hide behind the bible In your globo church You got hate in your stupid soul Man you’re the reason god never lets the Chiefs win the fucking superbowl Little fucktards There’s a pool party in my backyard And the raps are in the front yard You’re all getting fat little lazy boy asses Kansas City hustle bitch Crazy boy status Black clover every single day baby I'm gonna reinvest everything that they pay me I'm gonna build an empire that’s a hard boil fact I'm never gonna take off my Royals cap Damn I wanna give out a big shout out to Fred Phelps And his little army of hate mongers You guys’re clearly the reason that Kansas City is not one of the most notorious and popular places in the entire United Sates of America We are a beautiful, culturally enriched, artistic city Stop that anti-gay bullshit Kansas City boy Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us [X3] You can leave and try to say you’re never coming back Just please don’t forget your Royals cap Damn Frank White Jim Eisenreich George Brett Willie Wilson Steve Balboni Bob Boone Bret Saberhagen little motherfucker Dan Quisenberry Tom Gordon Tilt your royals cap homie |
It' s rainy in my back yard sunny in my front yard that' s beauty to me but to all you other fuck tards shit I kill you ' till you' re dead I got a wad of cash and a Royals cap tilted on my head this ain' t about the world series I' m just proud of Kansas city so I' m gonna make the whole entire world hear me this is the home of Tech N9ne the biggest indie rapper in the world and that dude defends the belt dearly dearly beloved I got a couple beers from the cubbard from boulevard and fuck it here' s another cheers to most wanted vodka, gin we ain' t got no beach in Kansas city just lots a friends but some of us are broke as fuck bills ain' t paid yet even tommy Morrison failed the AIDS test word he must of thought that he was magic a lot of people here do and all of ' em are tragic fuck it I guess I' m gonna go bowling Then I' m gonna get a hot meal at Bo Lings Larry Johnson was the mayor but he' s a clown ' cause Jamaal Charles ran him out of town That' s the Kansas city sound Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Lets go beyond Waldo Where the Kansas City pimps got girls that they beat like Sean Malto Winter here is almost six months long So its dark out at 5pm It' s not fall though You can meet me at the Jones pool Where the guidos and the girls are so cool A lot of amateurs built lives on the coast But I stayed here and turned on the blow torch And started given fools hell to pay this the home of Don Cheadle and Janelle Monae this the home of Satchel Paige and Buck O' Neil where the party girls rub those pills that' s why the clubs so trill spin stars are Mike Scott on the mix fool it' s summer time but ain' t another city this cool sometimes I feel like a spoiled brat in my brandnew bright blue Royals cap Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Come on But what an embarrassment Y' all be picketing at funerals It' s fucking hilarious Spilling out hate speech To pay yourself Saying god hates gays Man you' re gay yourself Saying god hates fags And makes homos hurt Tryin' hide behind the bible In your globo church You got hate in your stupid soul Man you' re the reason god never lets the Chiefs win the fucking superbowl Little fucktards There' s a pool party in my backyard And the raps are in the front yard You' re all getting fat little lazy boy asses Kansas City hustle bitch Crazy boy status Black clover every single day baby I' m gonna reinvest everything that they pay me I' m gonna build an empire that' s a hard boil fact I' m never gonna take off my Royals cap Damn I wanna give out a big shout out to Fred Phelps And his little army of hate mongers You guys' re clearly the reason that Kansas City is not one of the most notorious and popular places in the entire United Sates of America We are a beautiful, culturally enriched, artistic city Stop that antigay bullshit Kansas City boy Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Damn Frank White Jim Eisenreich George Brett Willie Wilson Steve Balboni Bob Boone Bret Saberhagen little motherfucker Dan Quisenberry Tom Gordon Tilt your royals cap homie |
It' s rainy in my back yard sunny in my front yard that' s beauty to me but to all you other fuck tards shit I kill you ' till you' re dead I got a wad of cash and a Royals cap tilted on my head this ain' t about the world series I' m just proud of Kansas city so I' m gonna make the whole entire world hear me this is the home of Tech N9ne the biggest indie rapper in the world and that dude defends the belt dearly dearly beloved I got a couple beers from the cubbard from boulevard and fuck it here' s another cheers to most wanted vodka, gin we ain' t got no beach in Kansas city just lots a friends but some of us are broke as fuck bills ain' t paid yet even tommy Morrison failed the AIDS test word he must of thought that he was magic a lot of people here do and all of ' em are tragic fuck it I guess I' m gonna go bowling Then I' m gonna get a hot meal at Bo Lings Larry Johnson was the mayor but he' s a clown ' cause Jamaal Charles ran him out of town That' s the Kansas city sound Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Lets go beyond Waldo Where the Kansas City pimps got girls that they beat like Sean Malto Winter here is almost six months long So its dark out at 5pm It' s not fall though You can meet me at the Jones pool Where the guidos and the girls are so cool A lot of amateurs built lives on the coast But I stayed here and turned on the blow torch And started given fools hell to pay this the home of Don Cheadle and Janelle Monae this the home of Satchel Paige and Buck O' Neil where the party girls rub those pills that' s why the clubs so trill spin stars are Mike Scott on the mix fool it' s summer time but ain' t another city this cool sometimes I feel like a spoiled brat in my brandnew bright blue Royals cap Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Come on But what an embarrassment Y' all be picketing at funerals It' s fucking hilarious Spilling out hate speech To pay yourself Saying god hates gays Man you' re gay yourself Saying god hates fags And makes homos hurt Tryin' hide behind the bible In your globo church You got hate in your stupid soul Man you' re the reason god never lets the Chiefs win the fucking superbowl Little fucktards There' s a pool party in my backyard And the raps are in the front yard You' re all getting fat little lazy boy asses Kansas City hustle bitch Crazy boy status Black clover every single day baby I' m gonna reinvest everything that they pay me I' m gonna build an empire that' s a hard boil fact I' m never gonna take off my Royals cap Damn I wanna give out a big shout out to Fred Phelps And his little army of hate mongers You guys' re clearly the reason that Kansas City is not one of the most notorious and popular places in the entire United Sates of America We are a beautiful, culturally enriched, artistic city Stop that antigay bullshit Kansas City boy Can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars Oh can you number the stars because they looking like us X3 You can leave and try to say you' re never coming back Just please don' t forget your Royals cap Damn Frank White Jim Eisenreich George Brett Willie Wilson Steve Balboni Bob Boone Bret Saberhagen little motherfucker Dan Quisenberry Tom Gordon Tilt your royals cap homie |