Tekster:
Proof Mom Dad

Mom and Dad! (I smoke weed) Mom and Dad! (I do blow) Mom and Dad! (I take E) Mom and Dad! (I bang hoes) Oh Mom and Dad! (I sniff paint) I've been bad! (

When I flood his porch Smuugle a gun in court and shoot the judge Easily reduce a thug to a future scrub A double-deuce wit slugs, I'm Proof on drugs

will say She hasn't been well, since the day that she fell And the bruise it just won't go away So she sits and she waits with her mother and dad And

The in-laws are waiting the games have begun The cell phone keeps ringing ?don?t answer it hon? The whole thing?s arranged just to aggravate Dad And

I've been through a war where many died and never got a scratch And enough of dad rubbed off on me to know how I came back I'm a living proof the man

] Now when my mother died I had to take it in stride There ain't no room for pride in watching your father cry And dad made it until maybe a year later

confusin (sniff!) Jesse jackson, reverend scandal Got george michael's, tevin campbells Peewee herman's, peep show places Public restrooms, peep those cases [hook] [swifty mcvay] Huh, your mom and dad

get back You better get back, get back, back You better get back, get back You better get back, get back back [repeat both lines 3x] You better... [proof

me with them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me breathe For your own good How dare you me assimilated, ya crazy 'Cuz the gap between me and my dad