The Purple Mouth Bandits - New york joys lyrics

Mocking birds like Atticus Finch I'm not a drug addict, I just got d** in my attic And I'm getting more skin than fabric on the mattress b**h And we tripping off cactuses, San Pedro Let go my Eggo, hey ho Where are you going What you doing What are you pursuing You're blooming, so blossom And life is f**ing awesome In the city Cops coming to get me But I'll never play opossum b**h That's a pity About to get nitty-gitty with my Tommy-Gun Stacking bodies run, ba*tard naughty son Bashing cops on the run W-I-L-D C-A-T Shooting these C-O-Ps Like C-O-D Roll out in the Model T swag With these molotovs out these b**hes a**es Red and blue flashing past us These cops came close, but the pigs will never catch us