Son Of A Gun

[00:00.91] I look in the mirror sometimes and think about how it all started
[00:03.78] Small town Alabama, from city life we departed
[00:06.70] Not a single light in the street, morning was scary and dark
[00:09.55] To a little boy catching the bus to school 5:30 sharp
[00:12.55] I used to make up songs to keep my mind from wandering
[00:15.65] What was in the woods waiting for me, my stomach still rumbling
[00:18.45] From the cereal diet
[00:19.78] Even though mama was trying to do the best that she could
[00:22.62] Alcohol made her violent
[00:24.32] Her boyfriend was a prick, probably 26
[00:27.33] Barely looked my direction and really didn't do shit
[00:30.08] My animosity grew along with my anger
[00:32.53] And impatience disastrous school
[00:34.50] My teachers knew I was trouble waiting
[00:36.32] And I did too, admittedly but I like it
[00:38.94] Maybe I had to accept I'd always be uninvited to church events, football and family oriented stuff
[00:45.58] But I never thought I had it rough
[00:47.77] I embraced it, honestly, 'cause I knew how different I was
[00:50.35] It made me a rebel and rebels made me feel welcomed and loved
[00:53.59] I never knew my daddy but, they said that I was the same and what a shame, get your umbrella Wayne
[00:58.53] Here comes the heavy rain
[01:00.07] Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
[01:02.96] Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
[01:06.25] The tornado to your alarm
[01:08.73] Your hangover after a long night
[01:11.85] I'm the snake outta your barn
[01:14.84] That one mistake you ever did right
[01:17.70] The gunpowder to your drum
[01:20.66] I'm your son
[01:22.37] The son of a gun
[01:25.31] Son of a gun
[01:28.28] Son of a gun
[01:31.15] Son of a gun
[01:34.61] If life is but a dream
[01:36.13] I'm up the creek in a paddle boat
[01:37.91] Streams full of snakes, demons, not even a ladder goes
[01:40.97] Up high and over the Mississippi to see the ocean
[01:43.79] So here I go floatin', yeah
[01:45.29] But I made it a habit though
[01:46.79] 19 and tattooed, hell-raised in the neighborhood was the place and I made it home with the favorites
[01:52.12] Quarter pound of that seeded Mexican trash slinging nickles
[01:55.03] Make enough and then break it even, just do it for tickles
[01:57.98] Nashville's under icicles, the Methadone's penatratin'
[02:01.45] Ecstasy-hungry, baited as an experimentation
[02:03.84] No more chocolate-chip cookies, and porcelain jars
[02:06.80] Morbid and dark are my role models, and old-school cars
[02:09.70] Sickening and I'm lovin' it
[02:11.32] I'm basking in half of it
[02:12.69] Backstrokin' in sinnin' ways, a dagger to pastors
[02:15.55] I never knew my daddy but,
[02:16.82] They said that I was the same and what a shame
[02:19.41] Here come the cocaine in the heavy rain
[02:21.92] Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
[02:24.99] Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
[02:28.17] The tornado to your alarm
[02:30.85] Your hangover after a long night
[02:33.85] I'm the snake outta your barn
[02:36.71] That one mistake you ever did right
[02:39.85] The gunpowder to your drum
[02:42.80] I'm your son
[02:44.38] The son of a gun
[02:47.16] Son of a gun
[02:50.38] Son of a gun
[02:52.94] Son of a gun
[02:56.98] And you can tell that I still don't give a fuck
[02:59.82] Still drinking whiskey I'm half-a-bottle already down
[03:02.95] Slumerican-made man, Criminals all around
[03:05.76] Seventy-thousand dollars a night isn't good, look
[03:08.21] Livin' a story usin' my war as my shield
[03:11.25] The truth, examined and recreated
[03:13.25] The followings real:
[03:14.33] Plenty of fatherless children fill up the pit in the buildin'
[03:17.18] Usin' the mind for the feelin', it's just like poppin' a pill
[03:20.04] And I'm takin' it in
[03:21.39] Lost at makin' a win
[03:23.02] Thanks for the poems that you inspired, I'm rakin' it in
[03:25.74] Never heard you say "give me five," so make it a ten
[03:28.78] Think the chances I'm ballin', look at the bastard of him
[03:31.65] When I went to jail for the first time, I thought about you
[03:34.43] Son of a bitch, I admit it, I guess the rumours are true
[03:37.43] 'Cause when I look in the mirror, I see from what I 'came
[03:40.48] Trial by fire, pain, heavy rain
[03:44.05] Cause I'm the lighting to your storm
[03:46.95] Dark bloodstains after a dogfight
[03:50.17] The tornado to your alarm
[03:52.72] Your hangover after a long night
[03:56.01] I'm the snake outta your barn
[03:58.61] That one mistake you ever did right
[04:01.84] The gunpowder to your drum
[04:04.76] I'm your son
[04:06.22] The son of a gun
[04:09.02] Son of a gun
[04:12.03] Son of a gun
[04:14.91] Son of a gun
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