[Intro]
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[birds chirping]
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Such a beautiful day...
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Such a beautiful day, such a beautiful day
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Such a beautiful day, so beautiful...
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Why do I feel ugly?
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I put my frozen cheese through the grater
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after takin the cheddar out the refrigerator
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Seasoned it, zest it, let it marinate up
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Give it a couple hours and get back to it later
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In the oven it goes, but I'm no baker
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Open up them jaws, you will not taste the Quaker
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Oatmeal, poached chill, fo'real
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Go and get some floss cause it's stuck inside yo' grill
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The direction of selections of the questions are collections
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So before you think to step in, don't speak
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When I speak you can't tell me nathan
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I've been away from my pops since a child like, I was put in placement
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My mother date a other cat to try and replace him
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Pain only erase him, when I look in the mirror every day
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I would face him, and it was when I met him
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My heart, fell into my pink leather intestines
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[Chorus: repeat 8X]
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Pink, leather {INTESTINES}
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Uhh; three o'clock in the mornin makin halfway songs
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Thinkin my mom's my dad cause he halfway gone
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He called me one day told me he halway wrong
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I laughed in his face like this is how it belong
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But callin me with bullshit, only made me strong
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cause he showed his ass like a woman with a thong
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I used to go crazy, call me King-Kong
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I bang on my chest and be, strange like the rest of my crew
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Slang for clothes and get the best kind of shoes
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Mom couldn't afford 'em, she wouldn't pay for 'em
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I asked if she would buy 'em she told me to pray for 'em
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I was commonly known, but my thoughts stayed foreign
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I never got lovin enough, like I ain't fuckin enough
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He wasn't lovin he bluffed emotional stuff and I cuffed
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and kept it in my chest then
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Until it dropped, and moved into my pink leather intestines
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[Chorus]
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Pink Leather Intestines
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Hodgy Beats |