(just one big story, she in the kitchen screaming like…)
Where the 28 grand from? This is my damn son!
Give me the money, mother fucker, money make the man run!
Money feed the man hunt. Feed my son stomach cake and cheese, it demand one.
Even when he bread white, called a beaner or spic,
Or spit on whites, it deliver meager to demise.
Meet beakers lines. Keeper keep it cheaper than cheese dick, dip it deeper.
She hip, you hip, to the speech we speak with, you hip to Jesus.
I pour then he pour bore’s blood to Chieftain.
Yeah, even the one we beef with.
Tomorrow won’t wake to sunny side or eggs.
My tummy help me beside my ways,
Kids beat! Kids be high all day! Kids beat! Kids be high all day!
Why’s his sunshine figure facts?
Make money with no tax, beneath mo money with no tracks.
Why she got to breathe like that, be like that, beat up bad, beat up by dad!
Why his t-top dot the “i” chad, why the pot pie sad?
Pop got popped but pops ain’t die yet!
Nope, she’ll die a vet. No, bye byes from white guys, she died to flip.
How you get when you tried by triff as a kid?
Grabbed like a bottle of rye, and they twist your lid.
Might just want to listen again, Heaven’s mistakes ain’t the fucking fixings and gin.
Its the drunks pissing in the wind,
pipe’ers puffin more than the pot, crack shards, scratching the skin.
Catch 22, white collars don’t win! Catch 22, white collars don’t win!
from MUTANTS OF OMAHA,
track released April 25, 2014
Recorded & Produced by Haunted Gauntlet
Lyrics by Conny Franko
Turntables by Really Real
Mixed & Mastered by Haunted Gauntlet & Rick Carson
Mastered by Doug Van Sloun
M34N STR33T is a Producer/Rapper/DJ tri-force bringing you sample based beats and rhymes from Midtown Omaha, Nebraska. We've
got Conny Franko AKA Conchance on the mic, Haunted Gauntlet on the visuals/production/live beats, and DJ Really Real on the wheels of steel. The band originated in 2011 and their debut album release "Mutants of Omaha" will bring 19 tracks to the public early 2014....more