Dan Bull, NemRaps - Family '68 lyrics

Daniel “Dan” Bull

[Dan Bull, NemRaps - Family '68 lyrics]

Brother, while you were here
Playing beer pong
I was dealing with the viet cong
Me and my familia, we are strong, a real bond
So string along, I'm gonna sing a song
Now bring it on
Who are you? Hey, hey who are you?
Clay, I'm just a boy from the bayou
There's a battle raging, man and nature
But, if you can navigate
The salivating alligators, hell await's ya
See you at Sammy's place an hour later
And do a man a favour 'cause I'm outta paper
Grab the tab and pay the round
And get yourself a drink to drown
Your sorrows and a chaser
Down it straight and then head out
Into the town for capers
My knuckles got a couple scars
From scuffles in bars
Over shuffled cards, I hustle hard
There's a shovel in the trunk
Of my muscle car for when the trouble starts
Some dogs are only loyal 'til
You pull the muzzle off visibly twitchy
There's a reason you're fidgety
Must be the midges, heat and humidity
Breeding stupidity
Bitch! We've no need for your sympathy
Concealing your bigotry beneath a
Sheet of duplicity
And revealing your inner beast
Down in the deep south, we do it differently
I mean if you're feeling me
Dead in the middle of river row
Little did we know
That we riddled two middlemen
Who didn't do diddly
Oh, this is New Bordeaux
So what's a few more schmoes
Asking for their ass kicked?
That's their last trick
How'd you like the bottom of
A swamp for a casket?
'Til you've had it all taken away
You'll never know the meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken
Away then all you want's to be in a family

Yeah, the new black mob
Courtesy of Bourbon Street
Might not know me but you heard of me
Certainly
The Marcanos tried to murder me but
When I pull the heat
My people started rising like mercury
The Italian Mafia killed without mercy
So now
It's time to turn this town topsy turvy
If you in the family then you getting amnesty
We plan to bleed these heathens
From the city like a damn disease
New Bordeaux, my residency
And I can't control what the residents see
So me and my conglomerates
Shall remain anonymous
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Put you in a coma not induced medically
Feed you to the creatures
Not leaving a shred of evidence
Evidently, I need to break it
Down so lemme see
If you keep messing with me
You'll be a swamp delicacy
The only cocktail you drink is a Molotov
There'll be a few scorched men in New Orleans
When we catch 'em nodding off
Bullets will be tossed across ya noggin
Keep on talking and we'll pop
You like a bottle top
And transport you out of state
We dump bodies before they can
Draw the chalk lines
You can vanish without a trace
Safe to say, my serrated blade'll ruin y'all
Stabbed so many times
I got you looking like a voodoo doll
War is what it's time for
Go and grab a knife or a shotty
Turn a sight for sore eyes into an eye sore
Got your body floating downstream
Towards the ninth ward
Family isn't who you're born with
It's who you die for
'Til you've had it all taken away
You'll never know the meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken
Away then all you'll want's
To be in a family

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