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sur5ill - honor your father كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]:
yeah
it’s mmxv ain’t seen him since mmii
d-mn decades them them fly by
young me condemned him why lie?
for father’s day it’s hard to say, ain’t fedex-ing no neckties
no golf equipment, i balk at shipping a gift card from some best buy
no geek squad with those tech guys
i’m stubborn as shit my mother admits
but she has no other sons that exist
genes seem flawed as an xy
the subject is granddad’s son, i’m bringing it to the table
i’m talking about poppy’s seed like what you sprinkle on bagels
like father like son’s dumb, it’s a sentiment i run from
candidly, it’s all a bunch of bullshit and i shunned tons
yeah, think about it: that’s a lot of dung flung
i drown in fucking rum punch this damage can’t be undone
what’s alarming to me is the farmers believe
that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
it’s all up to me to evolve as a peach
make the gardener put me in jar with some yeast
won’t end up in a pie that you’d carve in a feast
rather be a hard cider in a bar that you seek
fuck is he trying to barter or garner from me?
he left like the opposite of starboard, capisce?

[hook](x4):
so p-ss me tissues, got daddy issues
i grew up fine, i had some issues
i ain’t trying to be social
i’m just trying to be pleasant

[verse 2]:
since i’m biased, let me try a view that’s not my own
a different climate trying to see it through his rods and cones
usually avoid this road, corroded cobblestone
that shit don’t fly like model drones that have their throttles blown
so p-ss me tissues–got daddy issues
i grew up fine, i had some miscues
work on not trying to beef like a staff of hindus, so that’s my tribute
i ain’t trying to be social, i’m just trying to be pleasant
i’ma think of you as what not to do if my girl decides to get pregnant
my indecision is intermittent on your invite to the wedding
my intuition says this opinion i will wind up regretting
he likes all of my posts otherwise we really don’t talk
he’s like “oh shit! he likes music! must be a chip off the old block!”
but i’m a microchip on some maestro shit
not no bob cobb seinfeld rival shit
you dial, i’m inclined to decline those shits
or text reply on my iphone shit
on some typo shit
even though we share the same blood
on some type-o shit
try to be thick skinned on some rhino shit
and now the pyro’s lit, i’m sur5ill b-tch

[hook](x4)

- sur5ill

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