Crawdad Puppet Master
I’m the puppet master here to save you f..cking bastards,
Been doing this shit sense you was two,
Trust me dude I’ll make you cool,
Make you new, make you friends, make you never work again,
Just follow me, huh, don’t mind my perfect benz,
See these platinum plaques? I’ll get you one of these guys,
You ever seen a green eyed dime with these thighs?
You want her you can have her, oh hey, don’t mention it,
Just come on down with me, yeah, this is effortless,
All we gotta do is change everything you’ve ever been,
Anything you’ve ever done consider it irrelevant,
I can tell you intelligent, that’s a plus sign,
Now go’on show me what you got, yeah just bust rhymes,
Ooh, that sounded great man, okay now stand straight,
I need to measure your coat size, now look up with both eyes,
Don’t mind this may pinch a little bit, don’t cry you little bitch,
Okay I’m sorry that was just a joke, how’s the coat feel?
You looking great man, take a couple of these to help you sleep,
Let’s take ten,
(alright he’s out, let’s lift him up, let’s get him up to the top people)
I woke up, 50 feet from the ground, surrounded by a bunch of puppets,
I don’t wanna make a sound, what the f..ck is going on,
I thought this was heaven where did I got wrong I was just showing him a song,
And I think he liked it, now I’m stuck to these strings, I can’t fight it,
Oh shit here he comes, with a remote control, oh my god I’m rapping,
And I’m not even doing it, this dude’s got control of me,
Talking about some stupid shit, a couple months pass,
I’m getting used to this puppet thing,
He even let me decorate my f..cking strings,
And then one day he came and said that he didn’t need me,
Pulled out the scissors, and said that I was greedy,
Cut me and I fell fifty feet onto my CD,
Yeah, ology
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford
