Father Somber - Charcuterie Lyrics

Yeah

Rogue motherf*cker like Commando and Rambo
Undiagnosed conditions, I got so many handfuls
Tyrannosaurus Rex, you a Homo Habilis
Doing pen on paper, that's the shit I pillage
Welcome to my village, eating bastard on a stick
And you pedal to the floor, cause you think that I'm sick
Going to the drug store, cause you a lunatic
Pills pink like lunch meat, toothpick on your clique

Charcuterie

Yeah

I may be crossed-eyed, but I know which sight to look through
Ludicrous attitude, and look what's coming at you
Shots at me, 'bout as good as f*ckin' cat food
No stoppin' when I'm the best, how 'bout you?
Charcuterie for the motherf*ckers beefing 'cause they have no reason to
Maybe for the weekend, if you really think we beefin', you can see how I live
Eating baby food

Making with mercy, all manner of life
Sacrifice your ego, think not once, but twice
Take a swig of drink, think once, not twice
Either way I'm gonna die if I'm rollin' the dice
I don't give two f*cks like hoes don't take two dicks
Instead of standing up, all y'all bitches do is f*cking sit
And that's the standard posture, might as well just lay in f*cking bed
You people like some seagulls, parents giving you bread

One last thing, had to take it inverse
Would y'all even be there if I was dead in a hearse?
So many meaty motherf*ckers in here, but no fear
If I'm drowning and I'm near, would you shed a single tear?
I know you looking at me weird, but remember ex-friend
We was 6 years old, thought we were friends to the end
But man lots of things die as time flies by
I know the realest motherf*ckers gonna be at my side