Papa was a rollin' stone
But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone
Only I know that I can't do it alone
Only I know that I can't do it alone
August 6 1981
I took my first breath
They said I smiled and cried till it was none left
I guess I knew what I was in for before hand
Miniature grown man
3rd of 3 sons
Big bird and squirt guns
Aunt tamey dressed up like a clown
When I turned 1
Scared the shit outta me but
Thanks for tryin'
Sittin' in my high chair
Throwin' cake and cryin'
I remember everything
Every single detail
Clingin' on to daddys leg
Like don't leave I'll be good
I promise
I'll do anything dad honest
But he had to go to work and bust his ass for them dollars
Now it all makes sense
Back then I wasn't havin' it
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Obsessed with he man
So young and so adament
More concerned with castle grayskull than baseball
Then I learned if I worked a little I could have it all
All my friends got allowances
I had a paper route
And when no one was lookin' I threw the papers out
Got caught made dad furious
Said if you gonna do somethin do it right
That's what earnest it.
Papa was a rollin' stone
But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone
Only I know that I can't do it alone
Only I know that I can't do it alone.
Papa was a rollin' stone
Workin' hard while I'm home at alone
With some mcolly caulken shit
So be it
Little man had a plan
Followed through with it
But mom's was so inconsiderate
Illiterate nope
I read the dictionary daily
Gift of gab of rap
And set sail
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And step mom brought the whip end of the stick
Nothin' new to me
Don't act like my mama cause my dad bought you some jewelry
O the tom foolery
I sat back and watched pops play the ladies
Like just check mates
6 sibilings
3 diffrent mom's.
Can you imagine?
Simply seein' your pay check
Broken down to fractions
Papa was a pimp
Married 4 times
Indecisive tryin' to strike a gold mine
Siftin' through the sand
Somethin' like a 49er
Numb to the point that my chest become a coal mine
But women come and go
And I'll be here till the bitter end pop
I'm just lettin' you know
I never understood temptation
I guess we both got a little David rough in ms
Everybody sing it with us now.
Papa was a rollin' stone
But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone
Only I know that I can't do it alone
Only I know that I can't do it alone. (x2)
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