Kolby Cash - Portrait of the Tucker, Epilogue

Pregame game time coin toss kick off
First down second down third down touch down
What hit what a catch what a play what a fan
What a team what a game what a man

Dash your children on this altar it's the only way out
Cash a million you a baller tryna catch a pay out
Now haters calling me a vulture but the closest thing to culture I got
Is you baby, it's you
So I care yes I do yes I do real deep like

Now break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body for me

Half time analysis commercial break take a piss
They tickling my violence sell me that drink that's in my fist
What the numbers where we at coach get your head right
Gotta get that Q to slide gotta keep them threads tight
But if you bangin' on the line kiss your memory goodnight
They say it's worth a couple rings just not so much in hindsight ya dig
Easy as 1 2 3 do re mi C T E

Now break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body for me

American Sabbath I got slippers you got cleats
But if you lookin' for justice I ain't tryna hear you speak
Droppin' knees in front of Anthems, family dying in the streets
But you kill my Sunday vibes I'm terrified by a man on his knees
Take it away bowtie well think I'll pull an oh say can you see

Now break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body
Break your body for me

Heaven help us if they flex that fucking general strike
Heaven help us if they flex that fucking general strike
Heaven help us if they flex that fucking general strike
Heaven help us if they flex that fucking general strike

Written by:
Adam Brown

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