Mac Lethal - Cousin Tiffany’s Wedding lyrics

When I was little I would
Sleep inside a laundry basket
My uncle Shawn was smoking meth
Wearing an army jacket
He'd take a hit and mush my face in
Then he'd call me faggot
He drove an 87 Celica, he pawned his classic
My mom would reach inside
Reach inside the kitchen cabinet
Shed grab a plate and throw it at
My dad like listen that's it
You cheat on me again
I'll wait before I get too graphic
Let me change the subject
Daddy's still alive ill get my ass kicked
Cousin Stevie went and overdosed on OxyContin
His baby momma didn't visit said
It's not a problem
I didn't visit either though I
Guess my heart is rotten
That motherfucker never thanked me for
The car I bought him
But come to think of it I
Probably shouldn't diss him like that
Cause he has PTSD in 03 he went to Iraq
Got his left arm blown off
They sent him right back
Now he's addicted to crack, damn

My family is fucked up
At my cousin Tiffany's wedding
My uncle Daryl was drunk
So drunk that he couldn't do
The father daughter dance
He couldn't even stand
The Sheldon family crest should
Be Alcohol and drugs
Cousins making love and a thirty pack of bud
We don't use love
We communicate with violence
Guess that's pretty normal when
Your lineage is Irish like this

I used to sleep up in the
Back of dads Cutlass Supreme
1984 Oldsmobile, ugly and green
Chilling in my car seat
Making up songs to the rhythm of my heartbeat
Listen to me
I was just another whisky soaked embryo
Momma said it's cold outside baby
So get a coat i asked my dad if he
Would tell me about baseball
And he just told me 50 different
Reasons that he didn't vote

My uncle got a nostril full
Of old cocaine crust
My racist grandfather screaming at
The evening news
"If these damn minorities don't like it
Don't blame us!"
I used to tell him he was so wrong
He'd say "Little boy you don't
Pay the bills here, so long!"
I would leave, I ain't that type of guy
He saw his grave before we
Ever saw eye to eye, goodbye

My family is fucked up
At my cousin Tiffany's wedding
My uncle Daryl was drunk
So drunk that he couldn't do
The father daughter dance
He couldn't even stand
The Sheldon family crest should
Be Alcohol and drugs
Cousins making love and a thirty pack of bud
We don't use love
We communicate with violence
Guess that's pretty normal when
Your lineage is Irish like this