MC and The Magic Carpet - Father

Father McKenzie
Won't pray for Dollars
I'll just pray for pennies
Can I get a Fifth of Henny
Can I get lit with many
Can I meet Kung Fu Kenny
If I wanna be on Sway
How many times do I have to pray
Can I meet Jay
Can I meet Ye
Can I get Cray
Can I have a fish fillet
If you fuck with me and Trigga
I will put you in a grave
I hope you rappers families pray
Cause your funeral will be today
Father Mckenzie
Once I get these riches
And I get these bitches
Can I get forgiveness
I promise as god as my witness
The Devil's why I did this
I don't like drugs, booze or pot
I just happen to have them on me
And I do them a lot
Was a little bit of a nit wit
When it came to addiction
Did my twelve step program
Check my Fit Bit
God or woman which is it
If pussy's not religion
Why's it guide all my decisions
I've got an admission
Father I've got an addiction
I think I'm addicted to sinning
Cause Everything's that suppose to be bad
Makes me feel so god damn good
Everything they told me not to
Was exactly what I would
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want everything that's suppose to be bad
I want I want I want I want I want
Your father be disgusted
When I leave that pussy busted
It's a must sir
I fucked her
While I was high
And huffing air duster
Because my MPC is my nightlight
Last fell asleep with a Half can of Bud Light
But it's Alright like a Butterfly Pimp
Cause my ego is a blimp
Whale in a world full of shrimp
This aint Red Lobster
You need to stop sir
Running around with some wannabe mobsters
Getting some cash then trying to flip
Sit in my section Bitch you need to tip
Na I don't trip
Watch I be flipping the script
Like I be flipping the flow
Whether the weather
I'm loyal as shit
You Weather Channel fans
Be jumping the ship
Talk the talk can you walk the walk
Wack ass style's got me bored as chalk
Marshall Faulk when I rush to the beat
Ask who the Magic Carpet is
You know the MC

Written by:
Evan Emory

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