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Like Father, Like Son


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Gym Class Heroes


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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 aloneAugust 6 1981, I took my first breath
They said I smiled, they cried till it was none left
I guess I knew what I was in for before hand
Miniature grown man, third of three sons
Big bird and squirt gunsAunt Tamey dressed up like a clown when I turned one
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 daddy's leg like don't leave I'll be good
I promise, I'll do anything, dad, honestBut 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
Obsessed with He-man, so young and so adamant
More concerned with Castle Gray Skull than baseball
Then I learned if I worked a little, I could have it allAll 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 itPapa 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 alonePapa was a rollin' stone
Workin' hard while I'm at home alone
With some Mcolly Caulken shit, so be it
Little man had a plan, followed through with it
But moms was so inconsiderate, illiterate, nopeI read the dictionary daily, gift of gab of rap
And set sail and step mom brought the whoop end of the stick
Nothin' new to me, don't act like my momma
'Cause my dad bought you some jewelry, o the tom fooleryI sat back and watched pops play the ladies
Like just check mates, six sibling, three different moms
Can you imagine? Simply seein' your pay check
Broken down to fractionsPapa was a pimp, married four 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 mineBut 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 Ruffin in us.
Everybody sing it with us nowPapa 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 alonePapa 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
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Это интересно:Gym Class Heroes (рус. Герои гимнастической комплекции) — группа из Женевы, штат Нью-Йорк. Она возникла в тот момент, когда Travis «Schleprok» McCoy встретил барабанщика Matt McGinley, после чего они решили играть вместе. Позднее к группе присоединились гитарист Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo и басист Eric Roberts. Вскоре коллектив подписал контракт с лейблом Decaydance Records, на котором вышел альбом As Cruel As School Children, получивший статус... продолжение
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