Testi:
Dad Mad Days

products, of the environment [Chorus] [Verse Four: MC Serch, Pete Nice] I wanna tell you something that gets me kind of mad ...it's about my dear old dad

my future lookin' like? Ain't dealt with death before, age 11 and can't take no more My hands on the floor cause my stomachs feelin' sick and I was mad

anotha pop, minus one shot We Nino and G-Money man, we all we got From the stoop to the big dudes, stoppin' us from playin' hoops And us gettin mad

at the spot With everyday they slang weed and rock Got my gun cuz there's still more to come Just to make sure my enemies get some Thinkin like a mad

FURIOUS ONE! [Chorus] [Canibus] Yo, the name Benny Riley, the trip took twenty-eight days from New York to Cali, drivin through alleys My mom mad at me, my dad

a planet in one day without warning? And even if the world does end and I can be mad at guys cause life coulda been much worse. At least I'm satisfied At least my dad

dad Doing laundry to clean up on reality's fad [Dove] Now we in a sticky situation but we make it FON-KAY And bring it back to the days of watching

Put me on your motherf*ckin cover to sell your little sell out mag I aint mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad You wanna

a brand new dad Of course, she knows now, I ain't used no bag My excuses, I couldn't cum like that She warned me of days like this, if this should happen