i wanna be just like you
when i grow up. yes i do
[verse one – bizarre]
son, you don’t wanna be just like your daddy.
pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies.
runnin round town, f*ckin geezers.
shot’s in your *ss, catchin diseases.
son, your daddy got a foul mouth.
for f*ckin b*tches in they foul mouth.
i can’t help it, my group’s d12.
all we do is pop pills and stay in jail.
talkin nasty sh*t, bizarre wont stop.
i f*ck two twins, with a midget on top.
a sick mind, raping an old lady.
knowing d*mn well bizarre shouldn’t have a baby,
all i can teach you, learn how to mac.
smoke crack, smack a b*tch when she talk back.
matta fact slap your sister, she’s a sl*t.
don’t you realize bizarre don’t give a f*ck? (hahaha)
[verse two – bizarre]
don’t go to school, become a catholic priest.
sell crack to your auntie denise.
if auntie denise is short 40 cent
make her get on the ground and suck some more d*ck.
nas is probably gon hate me.
when mos def hear this he probably gon suffocate me.
why they let bizarre rap on hi-tek track?
all he gon do is talk about wh*r*s and smoking crack.
if your wife is pregnant i call her a wh*r*.
leave her no money and go out on tour.
nah, i’m playin leave her sumptin. (hahaha)
i pack a hotdog and a f*ckin dirty m*ffin. (d*mn)
you’re my son, i’m trynna teach you sumptin.
you’re eight years old? it’s time to start f*ckin.
you know daddy wont give you the wrong advice.
smoke weed and listen to obie trice. (hahaha)
[outro – bizarre]
i’m tellin ya all i do is pop pills and stay high.
tell them b*tches to suck my d*ck.
aha! i’m prepared. yeah.
motherf*ckin role model.
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